I’ve done it. Drank the Kool-Aid, taken the plunge, boldly gone where many of my friends have gone before. Ok, I’m not an early adopter, but better late than…nevar. Randomness and ranting suit my personality. Besides, it is free and I have nothing to lose.
I guess I need to explain a few things. Why did I name my blog “Expired Cheese”? One of my dear friends and fellow bloggers, Salacious Bee has a mother that is as wacked out if not more so than mine. This past Thanksgiving, Bee’s mom brought her famous (in her own mind) green bean casserole (made with FRESH green beans) and Cracker Barrel cheese to the family shin dig. Bee’s mom, not to be confused with a REAL queen bee, spent the evening regaling the other dinner guests with tales of her contribution and the high cost of square, foil wrapped Kraft cheese products. Would you believe her neighborhood market charge $5.99 for said cheese? The horrors! The irony is the cheese had expired weeks, if not months before. Wait, isn’t cheese spoiled milk anyways? Anyways, a big deal over nothing = EXPIRED CHEESE!
So who in the hell am I? I am an automotive job loss trying to reinvent myself. After 15 years of being paid to play with and write about cars I am now looking for new ways to pay for gas for mine. Yeah, being unemployed in Michigan in 2010 sucks just as bad as it did in 2009. I still do some freelance automotive writing and am trying to finish a book I started last summer, but I honestly miss the structure and even the bullshit of working in an office environment. Seriously, I only have myself to blame if someone burns popcorn in the microwave.
More about me. I love little baby ducks, old pickup trucks and…stuff. Stuff that doesn’t seem to go together. Like I love my family, but, well, frankly my family is the stuff bad sit coms are made of. Nutty controlling mom, aging dad and step mom, a couple of brothers and their wives and kids. All in all, an endless source of material. Did I mention I’m Jewish? I guess you can add epic amounts of guilt to the picture too.
I’m not going to be one of those bloggers that posts the mundane daily, I’ll be lucky to post a few hundred words once a week. I don’t do cute and am a little dark. Fair warning…
