!!!Baby's First Birthday!!!

Today is the first anniversary of JoyZeeBoy - The Blog.

I haven't been a daily poster and for that I am truly sorry. If there's one thing I've learned in sobriety, it takes constant, daily attendance at 12-Step meetings in order to get and to stay sober.

And it takes constant and daily posting to learn what a crappy writer I really am. Not to mention pompous, pedantic, petulant, pedestrian and, at times, downright pubescent.

But I procrastinate.

Sometimes I feel like I'm flying when I write. The words come out so fast I can't keep up. This especially happens when I'm writing about where I was in my drunkeness compared to where I am now or, really, anything to do with sobriety. Sometimes the words have to be dragged out, especially when I'm really pissed about something (usually a politician).

Sometimes I hit the "Publish" button and when I check it out on-line everything is perfect. Other times I have to edit and re-edit the piece until it finally makes some bit of sense.

And sometimes it's just hard to think of anything to write about. That's when I feel really "less than." I feel like I should always have something to say, something to contribute. But when I find myself feeling that way I try to remember that I don't share at every 12-Step meeting, either. Sometimes it's enough for people to just know that I'm there.... rather than where I used to be, 10 years ago.

I don't have a huge readership. I know a handful of my regulars (Bev, Alan, Steve & Luke) but other regulars I don't know at all. I just know that they're from Maine, Missouri, Lancaster (PA) and Los Angeles. But I appreciate every one of you and hope that sometimes I say something that makes it worth your time taking a look.

I got the impetus to start writing this because of Bev. Sometime around the turn of the century I hit bottom and she started her daily blog, "Funny The World" which, if you haven't read it, you should.

I started reading her daily postings about 4 years ago, then I started to read Steve's blog, "Living in the Bonus Round", and things just took off from there.

Now I'm an internet junkie (being a good alcoholic I do a lot of "transferrance" with my addiction(s)).

But I don't regret a single word I've posted here all year.

Until, of course, they come to haul me off to Gitmo because I think President Bush is an incompetent jerk.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, EVERYONE!

Now where's the friggin' cake?

Hitting the Boards

By way of introduction, that's me over there, next to the "Toaster."

My friend Bev has a blog. She's had a blog since they were written on papyrus. I've been reading her blog forever. Then, one day, it hit me...

"HEY" i said, "i CAN PUBLISH A BLOG, TOO!!!" - ignoring, for just a moment, the fact that the world wasn't exactly crying out for yet another self-absorbed, self-published, writer. I had had a youthful (drunken) affair with one of those and know, from harsh first-hand experience, that nobody wants to hang around with those buttholes.

Buttholes notwithstanding, this is my first stab at it. So be kind, please, gentle reader. My nerves shatter easily and, being 1/4 Irish, I quickly develop massive, bitter resentments.

I hope to use this space to elucidate, enumerate and inculcate. I want to proselytize, aggrandize and anesthetize. But mostly, I want to make my reader(s) realize what wiser minds than I have finally realized...

that 10 out of 10 people die, so

QUIT TAKING YOURSELVES SO D*MNED SERIOUSLY!

Thus endeth the lesson for today.