The Solitary Blogger

I've just noticed that between Hoss sitting at home with a bag of frozen peas on his testes and Squidrick being, well, I have no idea where the hell he is, gone, I'm pretty sure I'm blogging to myself.

Between their disappearance and the fact that no search engine in the world will ever find this blog (Hoss has a better chance of looking down and seeing his toes beyond his belly one day) I think this blogging thing might only qualify as therapy for yours truly.

I added a counter just to see if anyone else actually comes here and looks around. Since installing it, 29 or so hits have taken place. All of them me playing around and posting.

Not very encouraging.

But I invested some time (certainly not money as I'm very cheap) in search engine placement so lets see what the hell happens.

I'll feel somewhat better if Hoss can ever sit at his keyboard again without an ice pack. Talk about a big pussy. He's whining non-stop about his poor testicles. Shut up and get back to work slacker.