The Fucking Internets | Half of life is fucking up the other half is dealing with it. – Henry Rollins

Fucking Relocated

It’s true.

I no longer reside in the Empire State. I no longer live in the scenic Hudson Valley. I no longer work for an oil company. I no longer use the word “fuck” in every sentence.

It’s every other sentence now.

I have moved to Winston-Salem, North Carolina.

To prove this commitment to myself, I even have a driver’s license that says that I live here now. I’m registered to vote here (as a Democrat – I figured they need the help here), and I’m looking for a job here.

Yep. I’m a bum again.

I have family here, so I can be a bum for a little while. But not too long, because I have expensive habits like BBC America, my cell phone and the need to pay for fucking internets I don’t use as often as I should.

The family is the reason I curse a little less. Three nieces and a nephew. All impressionable. And with a mother less tolerant than those I’m used to.

So between looking for work, I have had a little time to do some playing on the fucking internets. I’m hoping to bring sprawlcrawler back as a thing for this area. I need to do some serious messing about with the ill-literati site, and I have even set up a website for my brother. It ain’t much. A place holder at the moment, but I hope to do something interesting with it soon. You can see it at http://jwebsterelectric.com. My brother is an electrician, and a fucking good one. So if you’re a local to Winston-Salem or the surrounding area, give him a call if you need some electrical stuff done. Not just because he’s my brother, but because he’s your brother.

Don’t ask. I’m a little off today.

“Paul Is Trying To Kill Me” shirt sales are weak. But I think that’s because I only really pushed them to old co-workers. I really do want to push the Paul thing. If anyone deserves to be an icon for no reason, it’s Paul.

New “Fucking Internet” shirt designs are in the works. I’ll need permissions for some of them. The “Fucking Wi-Fi” shirt really needs to be re-done. I wouldn’t buy one either.

I’d like to do a “Fucking Wi-Fi” shirt that lights up when sensing a wi-fi hot spot. Like the big boys have.

Okay, I’m out for now kids. I have to drive my nieces home and play them some music off my iPod. Because culture is king, y’know? Okay.

Peace out, fucking homies.

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