The Sophomore Post of the Sophomore Blog

As I already posted last week: This is my second attempt at writing a blog. I have changed my mind about ditching my other blog on Blogger. I will attempt to maintain both blogs, this on and the other. The other will stay as it is, myself rambling on about computers and once in a while writing about life, or lack of a life.

 

With this one I am not totally sure what to do with. I know that I will post something at least once a week, what, I am not sure. I have been thinking of writing short stories, jokes, pictures, anecdotes, essays, what television shows I watched, even recipes. You name it and I’ll probably try to write about it.

Goerge Costanza or me?

First thing I should do is introduce myself, My name is Norm. I’m in sales. I live in Canada. Some people have told me that I sort of look like George Constanza in Seinfeld, you know the short, bald ad fat guy. Except I’m Shorter, Balder and Fatter. Well that’s life I guess. My hobbies are computing (see here), listening to music, watching television & movies, reading, writing meaningless blogs and self deprecating.

 

In the past few months I have been experiencing mood swings. The reason for these severe mood swings is that my father has been diagnosed with myelodysplasia. A rare disease that is only cured with a bone marrow transplant, but they will not do the transplant if you are older than 40 – 45. So there is no cure. If you want to read more about it go to http://www.aamac.ca/. Please donate blood at a regular basis and make a donation to Aplastic Anemia and Myelodysplasia Association of Canada or (http://www.aamac.ca/). You can find an association in you country by doing an internet search. By supporting research we can find a cure. Thank you very much.

 

Now I will try to lighten things up a bit.

 

My brother used to teach gym, now he has a bigger class…

 

I went to the psychiatrist yesterday and I told him that my brother, Al, thinks he’s chicken. The doctor told me to bring Al with me at my next session, and he would cure him. I told the doctor that I would not bring Al in because I needed the eggs. (Thank you Woody Allen).

 

In the first joke, for those of you who didn’t get it gym should be spelled Jim. Now do yo get it?

 

That’s it for this week. Please leave me your comments good or bad, and if you leave a bad one just remember I know where you live and I have been watching the Sopranos.

 

 

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