It’s been a long time since I’ve written a blog here and there’s probably a good reason for that. I have ideas for this space but I lack the motivation to start them now.

I’ve got a few plates in the air keeping me busy for probably the rest of the summer, plus my birthday and a week long trip to Jersey with a few days of vacation down the shore but come the fall I really hope to ramp up and put my ass in gear and pump out some projects and some blogs.

Meanwhile, I am still on Twitter. You should follow me.

I also post on Tumblr. It’s a blogging site that I should probably blog here instead but with Tumblr I know I have a community I’m a part of. This is just me and Ali and my mom who read this. Oh. And the porn spammers. I am glad I have them reading my blog.

Anyway. Tumblr is where I share all the things that I find online that are funny, cool or something that speaks to me. The posts are quick and dirty and little thought goes into them (unlike something I would post here.)

So with all that crap, just follow me there at Tumblr until I get my ass in gear and figure out my game plan for the Danger Blog.

Um. Later.

We lucked out and flew home from L.A. first class, a nice treat after all that traveling and work. Now I don’t know if you picked this up from my awesome blog title but I’ve never flown first class.

First off we had to run to the gate because we took a detour on the way back to the airport to try In-N-Out Burger which was a worthy risk. But I did miss one of the best parts of flying first class which is looking down your nose at the lowly peons as they brush past you in a huff to get into their teeny coach seats while you stretch out in an extra wide seat while shaking your empty whiskey glass at the flight attendant for a refill. The sounds of the ice cubes clinking the glass rubbing in your superiority even further.

Secondly, I thought that warm towel thing was just a joke in movies. It’s not. It’s so not. And the towel was so warm. So refreshing.

I rubbed it all over. Aaaaaall over.

Then came the dinner options. Yes, options. Wow. First option was some shrimp pasta thing. Second option was a roast beef sandwich. From what I could see the shrimp pasta thing had no pasta. Which I thought was weird. I got the roast beef. Which was as good as any kind of airline food-first class or coach. But the thing about this meal was that it was served on a tray complete with a table cloth, single serving salt and pepper (in actual shakers) and real honest to goodness silverware. Couldn’t that be used as a weapon for terrorists?

Lastly the flight attendant kept refilling my glass, (yes glass with an etched Continental Airlines logo) with Coke so I was all hopped up on sugar and caffeine all night and kept Ali up all night by talking about everything and everything and everything and everything and well… everything.

It still is.

I’m still Twittering like nobody’s business (GET ON TWITTER IF YOU AREN’T ALREADY!) My screen name is @Hella, join and follow me and you will be rewarded with tons of posts by me. Yes, that is a threat.

I just can’t get enough of Twitter. I have Twhirl open and it goes off whenever I have a new tweet. If I am not at home, I am reloading TwitterBerry on my BlackBerry every 4 minutes. I had to start following more people to get more updates. I may need help.

When was the last time I did a video? Oh. Christmas. Probably won’t be another one until June or so when we go to Jersey. And I’m not blogging as much as I would like to either. This blog about not blogging is so meta.

The craziness that has been going on is painting our apartment. Thankfully it’s over and done with. Check here and here on Ali’s blog for pictures. Speaking of Ali’s blog, she made me do another theme for her. Luckily this didn’t need much work. Check it out at http://www.tiaraclink.com (but you all knew that anyway.)

This weekend we are finishing the office. I should have an office chair to add to my new desk. It’ll be nice to use a computer at home at a desk. Up until now my desk has been our chaise lounge and I usually have a messy desk, much to the dismay of Ali.

Work is… Work. Busy, aggravating, same ol’ same ol’. I have two Planet gigs coming up, and those are always fun to do. I can’t wait for that.

This weekend we may be going to see Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band performed by the Fab 40:

Beatle enthusiasts David Blassingame and Steve Candelari hand-picked 40 Houston musicians to pay tribute to the Fab 4 with a live performance of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, something the Beatles never actually did.

From what I gather, it’s orchestral, so it’ll be pretty damn cool.

That’s all I got now. I promise I will try and blog and do more vidoes.

zmg I totally swear to blog. *shoots self*