Crazy Pants Johnson rides again!

Twenty six. That's how many years ago the Earth stood still for a moment at 6:59 am Mountain time to be precise. The regular calendar says the year starts on Jan 1, the Chinese have a different calendar and so do I. I've decided that I will now not only consider March 4 to be my birthday but it is also New Year's. Why not? My new year officially starts then so that's the plan. Huge countdown from to 6:59 am Mountain and no rolling nonsense like with Jan 1, it shall forever be based on Mountain time. So what if it's later in Europe, I wasn't born there. Anyway, it was a good weekend. I did miss out on the pancake breakfast because Mandi didn't come until Saturday morning but Xanja got a lot of good park time. I didn't really do anything special for my birthday and that's ok by me. I spent yesterday at the banya and then looking at American Apparel clothing. It'll look good with a dog head. Made some really bad mac and cheese, it didn't taste all that bad but it just didn't turn out right. It'd be really embarrasing if it was Kraft that I screwed up, but it wasn't. I reaffirmed that I hate awards shows. I'm not a huge celebrity person to begin with, which is ironic but awards shows aren't for me. Needless to say, . (no I didn't forget to finish the sentence, it's called wit). I think this is turning into a long boring pile of garbage. I like the 5 blade razor, the Onion was so right about it. Coming soon to the webinar scene, my voice. The voice drops in March check it out. This post was brought to you by the letters x and j and the numbers 2 and 6.