Simple tips to stay in Corey's good graces™

When I feel confident enough to share a bit of good fortune with you, blurting out "Must be nice" ranks right up there with "Stay away from me", after I tell you I've got a cold.

Just FYI.

Cheers!

Corey

Ten reasons to wake up at 4:30am

Your bed, pajamas and hair... All on fire.

If you don't enter a code into the computer every 9 hours, something anti-climatic will occur.

Leg cramp! Neck cramp! Leg cramp! Neck cramp!

You're going duck hunting.

You just had a vivid dream that Heidi Clum voted you off the Runway and onto the Surreal Life. There ain't no going back to sleep.

You've always wanted to yell "Air Raid" in the middle of the street, at 4:35am.

You're herding livestock with Heath Ledger.

The great pumpkin.

You're way overdue for a good fall down the stairs.

You're slowly turning into your Father and all you want is some damn peace and quite.

Outta My League....

So. I've been neglecting the posting on here, I know. I've been away... And working... And away working. My workiness has seemed to pay off, in the form of two new gigs: One is a column for the Portland, ME alternative webzine, The Bollard. The brainchild of a very good friend, Chris Busby, The Bollard features news and views of the Portland persuasion. My column starts on Monday I believe, but check it out while it's not yet tainted by the poison that is me. The other new writing dealy is a weekly column for Drink at Work. Ces and Carol are obviously high on sugar packets and paint thinner to let me contribute, but whatever. It's not like I get paid.

In all half-ass sincerity, thanks to Chris, Carol and Ces for allowing me to try and suck a little less each week. I'll do my best not to destroy all your hard work.

Yours in 6am grumbleness,

C.