FESTIVITIES CONTINUE AT HOUSE FLY

Pardon me for being lax around these halls the past week. I’ve been consumed with events that are beyond my control. When I do not post 15 times per day, I am plagued with a knife-churning guilt that menaces me in my dreams. Often times I am awoken by them, in the deepest of sweats, walking the black dog around with me until my work ethic permits me to lead by example.

As you readily know, my birthdate is observed and celebrated around these fine halls for the entire week. Feel free to inebriate yourselves– and walk around the neighborhood naked. Or, you have my full permission to act out the ancient ancestors of House Fly and run about the green fields with a potato in one hand and an ale in another.

Starting tomorrow, my blogging power will resume full throttle, shaming others in my field to the point of suicide.

One little personal tidbit, my gym activities have plunged to once per week, after years of constant attention to healthy exercise. My dietary concerns have become quite belligerent, in that I’ve adopted an unnecessary habit of eschewing gluten and wheat altogether and have limited restrictions on dairy. The reason for this is the same as the time when I quit drinking coffee back in 2011. If you recall, coffee was the preferred beverage of homeless men and mountebanks, worldwide. I didn’t want to associate myself with that brand of skin and bones. Therefore, I opted to drink Earl Grey for about a year and change until the coast was clear again to partake in coffee beverages. Since then, I’ve become a barista of sorts, learning the trade of proper coffee making, by buying and storing the proper beans, utilizing the correct methods to brew the coffee; and lastly, I’ve taken the time to educate myself as to the ideal temperature by which the coffee should be made. These are all vastly important subjects overlooked by most.

Having a gluten and dairy free diet permits me to have endless entertaining moments while dining out, shaming waiters and eatery owners with questions like “Excuse me (pointing to the food just served), is this gluten free?” In this day and age, people are ashamed to serve gluten to person’s who consider themselves to be restricted to eating it.

Great and funny stuff.

Also, I’ve begun collecting vinyl records, just for the sake of seeking out some of my old classics, 1940s jazz. I’ve purchased the right phonograph, American made, devoid of Chinese parts. For the moment, it does not bore me. As of right now, I’ve been a little busy gardening and getting my hands stained by black mulch, something I regret doing. Instead of having my landscaper do it this year, I figured I’d give it a shot. WRONG. I had a mountain of black mulch delivered to my driveway and then I was entreated with the task of shoveling it into a wheel barrow and spreading it out into my gardens. After doing it, I am keenly aware of what hell must be like.

Lastly, we are about to release real time streaming quotes for all Exodus baskets and pages. Right now, the streaming quotes are sequestered to individual stock pages. This new speed will open the door to a sundry of possible upgrades to the software, all of which I am eager to start working on.

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