The reports of my blog's demise were greatly exaggerated

Two months.... sixty days. A whole mess of hours. Far too long. Also tonight's entry will be raw and unspell checked So, let's recap.
Sing this to the tune by Billy Joel "We didn't start the fires!"

buyouts
bidding wars
Sin City
Warm weather
Cleaned up the garage
Cleaned up the bike
had a blind date dinner
What the Bleep do we know!
made a new friend
Saw Stomp's World beat at the Science Museum
Lost some more weight
Ate some cookies last night
The move
The mattress
Command and Conquer
Rise of Nations
BF 1942
Trying my hand at becoming a villain
Trying the Superhero thing
Democracy Matters
The 36 Hour Day
Ivor "The Conqueror" and Mrs. Conquered...Welcome back
Had good thoughts about people
Decided that I can't save the world
Thought about my limitations, strengths and how I relate to others
Decided I need to have as much fun as possible
Let everyone know that if I am vegged out to pull the feeder
The Pope passed. R.I.P.
Thought about cake, ate cake and desired more cake.
Ok, it didn't all rhyme and it was hard to sing the whole thing. I do like that song and the video with Marlee Matlin in it. No promises. The only promise I will make is that this blog willl be like that old hoodie or sweater that you can't get rid of. It just keeps hanging on and getting funkier.

Chocolate covered Apple
Guess where I am going. I am headed to ENYCE (NYC...New York City). I am going to persue my dream of becoming a male super model.
Lost weight...check,
haircut before I leave minniapple...check,
clean underwear.....um....oh yeah...check.
Maybe I'll be discovered and become the "football buddy" in commercials. At any rate I am going to hang out with my buddy Vic. I like to think of Vic as my crazy side and me as his calm side. So far he has been the only person to get me to do the robot in an afro wig with a boombox, in Uptown during rush hour, in a crosswalk while being filmed. Yes, I was wearing a furry vest like they did in the 70's.
I am looking forward to hanging out and doing whatever comes to mind. I might even tell ya about it when I get back. You know my track record with writing lately so don't hold your breath. Maybe I'll meet "her" while I am there. Doesn't that happen in the movies? We'll both be reaching for the same piece of cake and touch hands and BOOM!!! The next sixty years are the happiest of our lives.
The one thing I am going to try and do is visit Mecca. The offices of Marvel Comics. You guys forgot I was the "Coolest geek you know" and maybe if they're lucky I'll visit DC Comics as well. Everyone wants a visit from the Pope, but few are chosen.
Last thought for the night.
According to Nostodamus, If a black Pope is chosen, it will signal the end of the world, you have been warned!!
Or something like that, there was some other stuff about a wolf and whatnot. Some other stuff about a bush and the son of a bush and the desert black rain that will be slick on the skin and thick. I only took the part that suited my needs. :)