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Tuesday, September 4, 2018

just hit me I've never defined the track I'm trying to get back on

Trying to get back on track with the basics, and boy howdy, just spent 30 minutes deleting at least a hundred emails from the last two weeks just from (power point)

  • 2 publishers- actual did you get my email emails when I didn't respond immediately the first 3 or 4 times
  • go fund me- over 20 yousetupthisthingforyourfriend reminders
  • solar weather- apparently the sun nearly exploded or something and I missed so much stuff
  • microsoft- points deals supplies, did we mention sales?, ohbytheway your acct is coming due in two months and here's more points
  • tee shirt vendors- you bought this thing from us and it's important that you know YOU HAVE 10% COUPONS NOT BEING USED
  • photobucket- we changed everything and you didn't notice and we need to keep reminding you we changed everything and you didn't notice
  • diabetes management- hi, we know you have no idea who we are but we need to bury your inbox with life changing tips
  • google updates- ha, fooled you, we're a phishing scam and you can't get rid of us

That was a sample of H*U*N*D*R*E*D*S of emails burying a couple of really important things just over the last two weeks. It's not even 6 a.m. yet and even with coffee, my brain is mush.

The stitches come out of my hand at 8 a.m. today. I'm going to miss the bright blue fishing line. It's my favorite shade of blue.

I am a tech-mod now on my favorite server. I have many things to learn.

This song popped into my head last night. I'm told I was conceived during a motorcycle vacation through California. I grew up on and around Hondas, and my dad owned a Honda shop. My little brother called them motorpickles. I heard this song a lot.

P.S. Dee Dee once commented on an older blog because I was talking about this Triumph motorcycle ad I still had in my house from when I was a kid.

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