02 07 11


Hey, it’s 7-11 today? No wonder I feel like a Slurpee™®©!!

You know, this marriage of social media forms I’m dabbling in this year is getting a bit ridiculous.

First, I awake and post a comment via Twitter to Facebook every morning before driving Mrs. That Dan Guy to work. I return from that (a little later today thanks to an overnight snowstorm) and get this site up and running.

All these virtual tidbits will eventually point to my podcast, my LinkedIn, my Youtube channel, my Farmer’s Almanac projected 2012 daily horoscope and radiated infra-red rainbow chakras. Eventually I’ll be streaming my nightly R.E.M. wave patterns, and offering MP3’s of my bi-weekly singing in the shower. Clearly, nothing is sacred anymore.

However, this is reality for aspiring writers now, as we compete with not only fellow scribblers, but free content online, such as unknown amateur stardom-seekers whacking themselves in the gentles with garden rakes for voyeurs at the office to giggle at instead of getting reports in on time. Egads.

What the hell, I am having fun while while I do it, and I don’t have to step on a garden rake until well after lunch, so…let the games begin!!!!

Chow for now!