Why do we still blog?

(Until I figure out how to make the print on my pages larger to view, I'm going to have to type in bigger letters.)

Couple things of note for my follower(s) and wandering bored people who happen to find themselves here:

It seems Blogger can now go mobile!  Yes! You too can carry Dark Garden around with you wherever you go so you don't miss a single minute of the crazy goings on over here!  So don't miss out!  Get your mobile app today!  (I have no fucking idea how. I just saw something about managing  your mobile settings on the dashboard.)

Which comes to my next point.

Is anyone even still doing this? I mean really! (Really!) These days there are literally more people viewing a guy in Norway streaming Farming Simulator 15, planting beets, at 10:00 at night then I had as total followers throughout Dark's history!  There are thousands viewing clips of people playing with dookie in a variety of ways.  MILLIONS sit for hours watching their favorite gamer stream the latest MOBA!  Who in the wide wide world of sports is going to sit around and read dumb shit, as is spewed forth here?

Streaming and videos has taken over the current digital mindless expanse (heh) of media. All is not lost though. Can streaming videos and internet clips and ass-holes like that dickhead Tosh replace the experience that takes place in, for example, MY BACK YARD?! Pshh!  I think NOT!

I see him now back there. Billy. Crazily screeing from tree to rock to tree. Busy like a frantic bee. Engaging in quick... Oh... but here he comes again to the window.  Hold on...

("No. No Billy GODDAMNIT! I can't make him talk to you! He's pissed off. Just leave him along for now! Go back to the woods GODDAMNIT!")

He's been in a tiff the past couple of days over the Voice of Morgan Freeman refusing to speak with him about current issues involving Prince and some others.

As I was saying.  There is no stream or video to capture the flavor of Dark Garden.

Plus, where else can you get the occasional, exceedingly random and accurate review of products, places and events like here?

For some reason the most viewed blog on our site remains some review of Dollar General's lousy charcoal.  Followed by the Titty Lady series.  (...and ok.... so there was a video and song produced with that one... but it all started with a blog from over at Sis' place.)

Once again, no real topic right now, and there are other things to do; going outside to calm Billy down being the priority right now. So piss off and leave me to my business.

Because Its Time

Well well well... Anyone finding this truly has some inner geek in them.  I don't think there's been shit on here for a couple of years.  Mainly that's due to forgetting I used to write here, and second was a loss of passwords, etc.  It seems also that Blogger has also been swallowed up by Google.  I'm a little surprised that The Realm was even still around.  Makes me sort of chuckle to think of all this garbage being stored on some servers somewhere.

We're all a little older now.... Me... Sidney (and his 8-track)... Sisiggy.... Dirtman... especially Dirtman... I felt the laughter mostly faded; its harder to focus on the screen these days; there's more and more excuses to just not share anything.  I mean, why?  Can't stand any of you out there. Irritants, one and all! Pains in deez nutz!  Boils on ma' tukhus!!! 

There is, however, still a bit of enjoyment to be had when letting the demons dancing around in my head out to play.

The brethren of my backyard continue to occupy my space and time.  I feel I should briefly address some issues that have come to light.  Rumors, which I know all you sons of bitches love, abound; so I'll quell a few for now.

Yes. Prince has been by, and there is a possibility. That's all I can say about that at this time.  There are negotiations taking place just to be able to speak with David Bowie, but I have doubts there will even be a discussion.  Sis had made some suggestions as well, and I'm working on some of those.  For the most part it still, as usual, comes down to Billy (Zane... .not Mays). He continues to "govern" the back yard in addition to creating the expected amount of havoc on a daily basis.  Still, not one of those fuckers back there will feed the fucking cats when I want to leave for a few days!

That's enough for now.  No pics on this one; nothing clever. We'll see if this goes any further soon, or if I'll see you again in another year or so.

Now.  Go away.