SCRIBE CUMS AGAIN!!!

So yo check it, pay attention & listen (isn’t that the same thing?)
Scribey’s back wit’ a brand new edition!!!

Yep, the old Organized Chaos is no more. Sadly, it had to be deleted on the spot. Not so sadly, most of what I wrote over the past 2 and a half years has been saved onto a gig drive with the exception of the stuff I wrote this year. But that’s OK, because that stuff sucked big fungal toe for the most part anyway.

Why did I delete my popular and long-standing blog, you ask? Well, in a case of life imitates paranoid thought process, the old blog was discovered by the last person that needed to know about it, namely EFB.

That’s right, she Googled me. It was my own fault, of course. In my initial naiveté during the setting up of the original Organized Chaos, I stupidly made my screen name the website name. What did I know? Back then it was little more than a lark that I never thought would last longer than a couple months. I should have foreseen this years ago but I was a victim of my own shortsightedness.

Having forgotten the vital lesson learned some years previous that I am not allowed to enjoy life for longer than the lifespan of a fly, I ignored my urges to change the website address until it was too late.

Fortunately for me, she was dumb enough to send a text message alerting me to the fact that she’d located my online profile. Fortune obviously favored the foolish that night because I happened to be sitting at a computer when the message came in to my phone. Without hesitation, I went into the blog settings and deleted the whole Goddam thing including another one that never really took off in popularity. She never got to read Organized Chaos, which is why I am still alive and fully functional in the nether regions today.

My Church of Scribe blog still remains, as it is harmless and to my recollection only referred to anything controversial once in the very beginning. Likewise my group blogs continue to thrive and sprout like weeds covered in sweet, sticky cow-shit.

So now I get to start all over again with none of my previous posts available for reference. And ya know what? It feels kinda good.

Although I miss my voluminous archives, I feel free to do something different. And although we all know I probably won’t do anything I haven’t done before, it sounded really good in my head.

So here I stand/in the shadow of the master plan/Makin’ love whenever I can…turn it up/turn it up/turn it up!

Five bucks if you can find out where I got that from!

If there’s anything I will miss, it is looking at that profile views counter and seeing it at pert near 8000. Now it will say things like “48” & “23” & god only knows how many of my lurkers will never read my work again. I suppose that’s where the vultures come in as they hopefully spread the word of my greatness to all those poor saps who have yet to hear of me, and for those lonely souls still seeking me out after my abrupt vanishing.

For those new to this blog, the vultures are my most devoted readers and contributors, people who have mostly been with me since the beginning and for some reason haven’t run screaming. I love these people as much as I love my nads. And I loves mah nads!!! They’re the only things that understand me.

More on my nads in an upcumming post.


In the meantime, this is where we shall now congregate, in secret and shivering like abused children in some Middle Ages village. An ignoble end, to be sure, but there is one positive thing to come out of this:

MY WRITER’S BLOCK IS GONE!!!