How my last blog died...

It may be the appropriate time to lay some backround for this blog. Last September I started blogging on a different blog, at that time called - how did you get here? I later changed it to - Washing your hands is stupid.

Everything was going fine, although if you were a reader of the last blog, it was considerably more political. I wasn't real happy about that. Not that I don't have political views now... I just think in general people are sick of the political crap. But I mostly tried to pick local topics, and stayed away from national politics.

Anywho... so I am sitting at a graduation party recently with Amy's family, and the topic turns to stuff on the internet... and I slowly slouch in my chair.... Then Amy's brother turns to me and starts talking about something he read in my blog.

Shit. Now I start going thru my mind and trying to remember all the crap I wrote... You know the feeling. Well, not much else is said by anyone else, so I assume he is basically the only family member to read it. So I decide in the next week to have a little fun with him... and I post this post:

Subject: I feel bad now...

Something happened last night. I don't yet know whether it will turn out to be good or bad.

Last night Amy and I went over to cook out with some friends and play some crochet. The beginning of the night was going well. Until we got home. Actually the ride home is when it started.

I didn't even think we drank that much but we started arguing about it. She was blabbing that I had too much to drink and was hitting on her friend. I was yelling that she was showing off to my friends... yadda yadda yadda...

By the time we got home it was getting physical and she kept grabbing my arm, just digging her fricken nails into my skin...

Then I hit her.

I don't think either of us realized what happened, we had never even come close to that point before. But now we were there. I had no idea what to expect at this point, so I pushed her down to the floor and tried to hold her there. Of course that didn't work... She was going crazy, so I let her go.

She takes off into the spare bedroom screaming that she is going to call her brothers to come kick my ass, which is hilarious... Her brothers all think they are tough, but it's not like I care about them. I really only have one to worry about, Pat, and I'm pretty sure I could take him one on one.

Anyways, the night went on, we kept fighting, but no one showed up. I don't think her family really cares one way or the other. Which is kewl, because if she ever gets in my face again, I may have to smack her again. And again. And again...

And if her family ever says anything, maybe I will smack them too. Again, and again, and again...


HAHAHAHA!

You think I would actually hit Amy?! I'm just kidding about all this...

I found out over the weekend that we have been sniffed out by family members and they are secretly keeping tabs on us... Just thought I would have a little fun to welcome them as readers...

Suckers...

peace nick

btw - Amy would whoop me, and her brothers would too. I'm dum, but not that dum.

Well... apparently that wasn't the smartest thing I have ever done, because word gets around and Amy's brother shows it to her mom.... And gets her all hyped up about, telling her that we are always fighting, and I'm hitting her and all this nonsense.

So she calls me at 10 at night, leaves a message, bitching up a storm, swearing, saying she is going to call the cops... blah blah blah...

That's it... the blog comes down. 3 weeks fricken later I finish putting months and months of posts into the archives (saved as drafts), which really f-ing sucks... let me tell you... And a new blog is born. That no one knows about, or will know about, because I will only be known as Nick in Wisconsin.

If they track this down, I will have to go into hiding again... So if you come here one day and we are down, shoot me an email and I will let you know where we end up.

The blogging will continue!!! A long story, but a little backround never hurts.

peace nick