Back to Reality

I'm sure I wierded some people out with my last post or two. Don't worry folks, it's not real, I made it all up. That's the thing about this writing business. Sometimes people think they need to have something to talk about in reality. I say if you can't think of anything real that you want to write a whole page of words about, then fabricate something. Sometimes that's more fun anyway. It's interesting to just let your mind wander with no restrictions and see what comes out. Wierd things come out sometimes. If they have legs then you should let them run free. Woo!!

Just in case anyone was wondering, interested, or confused on the matter, you are not the White Dragon. Chris Casler is, as he so eloquently (and perhaps drunkenly) told Luke the other night. I believe the exact words were "I AM THE WHITE DRAGON, B*#@!." You gotta love that guy. You never know what he'll be. During working hours he is a soon to be pilot for the US Air Force. At night, on the other hand, he could be any other strange and nonsensical thing. The truth of the matter is that no one that I've talked to knows what the white dragon is or why Chris is the only one. It doesn't matter really. I've known him to be many other things over the years, most of which I cannot post here.

So, sadly, the White Dragon is taken. You could be a dragon of another color. The type of creature is probably something that can change too. I think the Pink Panther is taken already, as well as the Blue Ox. Those don't seem to be likely choices anyway.

We are all filled with anticipation, and perhaps a little anxiety, for the return of the self proclaimed White Dragon to the Lone Star. The Hub City is a little less dragonly without him. Perhaps it is a bit less magical too. Although recently the dragon tends to bring a little lady home with him who we all like better than him anyway. She's smarter for sure. Definately less twitchy. She's also secure enough in her humanity to not feel the need to convince people that she is in fact not human, but a mythological creature. She will however build you a rocket if you happen to need one of those. All I've ever seen the dragon build is a paper airplane. Maybe it was out of balsa. Regardless, even he thought it was a pretty pathetic airplane. It's a good thing all he has to do if fly them. Otherwise he may never leave the ground, Dragon or not.

To all the rest of the far flung friends and family fearlessly forging a future elsewhere, we miss you. Come home and see us sometime. Even if you're not a Dragon. To all my readers (I think the grand total is something like 7 or 8 now) thanks for your time. I realize it would be better spent elsewhere. Based on my counter down there at the bottom of the page I'm creeping up on 200 hits. If you take away all the ones that were probably me that means about 37 people have visited the site. Or 4 people have come by that many times. I think that's a prime number so someone is coming by more that the others. Cheers to that guy. You should probably get a job, whoever you are. That's kinda sad. Seriously, this is not a way in which you want to stand out.
Anyway, if you look at my map down there you'll notice that there are 4 red dots. They represent my hits, as the map explains, and that means someone in Lubbock is visiting (that's the dot at the top left in Texas), someone in Austin is visiting, someone in Japan Dot 1 is visiting, and someone in Japan Dot 2 is visiting. Dot 1 is the bottom one. It has a different name I'm sure. Maybe one of th JET folk can post a comment and let me know. If not they will remain Dot 1 and Dot 2. I think those people over there should race to see who can make their Dot bigger the fastest.

This blog was pointless enough I think. Maybe I'll write one later today to make up for it. I warn you though that it might be a fabricated story. You'll never know.

Until Next Time

The Green Lemur

(Way better than any dragon, at least mine exists, with the help of green dye at least)