#3000: Three Thousand Posts! That was October 14, 2011, and today is October 9, 2013, so it's five days short of two years ago.
#3031: MY FOG COOLER IS EXCELLENT!!! Decorate your house for Halloween and you don't end up with three pounds of leftover candy.
#3038: I joined choir and it's a thing of beauty.
#3154: Ordered a Kindle yesterday. Yeah, I took the plunge and bought an e-reader.
#3156: Unintended consequences which is when I learned that my Internet plan had a monthly bandwidth cap of 150 GB. I was running El-Hazard as a torrent box continuously, and that's what happened. Oh well.
#3287: 11 Hours of Pure Nerdcore. I watched all three Lord of the Rings movies, back-to-back-to-back, at one sitting.
#3331: I survived the first performance. ...of King of the Jungle, the first play/production I took part in since 1979.
#3334: Isn't Illinois wonderful? In which I--among other things--write about a story idea that came to me in a dream. It was later submitted for publication as a short story.
#3365: I wonder if I have enough beef. This was the day I brought home 120 lbs of beef and filled all the freezers in the bunker.
#3426: Don't wanna in which I talk about creating Ormusia, Ormus' little sister, who's a rogue and dumb as a sack of hammers.
#3435: Crazy-ass f-ing day, let me tell you. This was the day that Lemonzen and I went on what ended up being our first date...to the fireworks store.
#3444: Very busy Sunday. And this was our second date. She gave me a deep fryer.
#3464: The Lost Day was written on July 5, 2012, because I'd had too much fun the day before. Lemonzen and Sailor V came by for a cookout and fireworks. This post also includes the dream about vampire hunting that included the nacho sombrero:
I had to hit the can. As I was closing the door I heard one of the other bikers say to a third party, "He is a man to be reckoned with!" And while I was in there I was looking at myself in the mirror, admiring my nacho sombrero, and saying, "Yep! I'm a man to be reckoned with, and I'm wearing a nacho sombrero!" ...and that's when I woke up.Heh.
"What," you may ask, "the fuck is a 'nacho sombrero'?"
It's a hat, damn it!
...the top part is heated and is essentially a nacho cheese fountain. (Like a chocolate fountain, but with cheese.) The brim contains tortilla chips. Someone who wants nachos picks up a tortilla, sticks it into the flow of cheese, and eats it. That is a nacho sombrero. Please try to keep up.
Anyway, I was disappointed that I'd have to take my nacho sombrero off in order to put on my helmet, so it's just as well that I woke up just as the dream achieved maximum awesome.
#3469: Sunday! I can't believe that I am still doing the Lich King schtick I mentioned here. Sean Connery has taken the place of Mal'ganis but it's still going on. (Best part: when Arthas calls Sean "Snug-a-boo"....)
#3524: The sense of impending disaster. Turns out that Synthroid makes my anxiety disorder worse.
#3530: Today is a bit better. I suffered a serotonin crash from the Synthroid and realized I had to stop taking it.
#3561: At least two really leaky injectors. It's been more than a year since I last worked on the Fiero. *sigh*
#3582: Crazy! I should have jumped on that. $140 for a system needing only a hard drive and video card--it wouldn't have been the greatest computer on Earth but it would have represented a decent upgrade over the current desktop I'm using.
#3594: This damn gremlin bell ain't working. The bike's luggage rack breaks, and I get it welded. Also, this post includes pictures of El-Hazard getting its new case.
#3612: Yes, new tires are a good thing. New tires on the motorcycle, because the ones that it used to have were probably original equipment.
#3627: IttyBit died last night. IttyBit had been with me for ten years, but she had cancer and couldn't eat any longer. *sigh*
#3648: I see that I have, once again, forgotten something important. Here is where I announced my engagement to Lemonzen. "September 22 was the day we made it official, when I put the ring on her and all that," but we had actually been engaged for a little while before that. I'd gotten out of bed, grabbed one of my Dad's old rings, and proposed to her with it. She kept that ring (even though it doesn't fit her) and I got her an actual engagement ring on September 14th of 2012. So, yeah.
#3672: I'm home, without my wisdom teeth. I had my last two wisdom teeth yanked out, a scant week before Thanksgiving. Whee!
#3691: The Thanksgiving meal I cooked. For the first time in my life I cooked a Thanksgiving turkey, and side dishes, for Lemonzen and I to eat. It was probably the most delicious turkey I ever ate (sorry, Mom!) and Lemonzen couldn't believe I'd actually used cheesecloth! She seemed more impressed over that than anything else I'd done, but we had a very nice meal at the dining room table, with the good tablecloth and candles and--
#3736: Yesterday, Lemonzen became Mrs. Fungus December 31, 2012, was the happiest day of my life.
#3778: Eight inches of snow! I'm having FUN! I'm having FUN! FUN FUN FUN! Yes, I went off the road and got stuck...in a Jeep.
#3800: Wish me luck. I did it. Two hundred posts ago, I submitted a novel for publication. It dropped off the face of the planet.
#3803: I have been doing this nearly every day for seven years. Seventh anniversay of the Fungus.
#3845: BEST. BIRTHDAY. EVER. Bar none.
#3846: Luna is dead....and then I had to take Luna to the vet for the last time. She'd been with me for fifteen years, from when she was an 8-week-old kitten. I was a wreck.
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...and that brings us up to date. "What--nothing from June, July, August, or September?" These retrospective posts link the highlights and lowlights, but those four months just sort of happened. Looking over the last several months' worth of posts I really didn't see anything I thought rose to the level of being linkable here.
But that's okay.
It still seems to be averaging in the area of five hundred posts per year, give or take a couple score. I guess you just can't beat that.