Dead Moon

As you read this, keep in mind that this is my VERY rough first draft, an ALPHA version if you will.  There are lots of ideas rattling around in my head for this and I will work on it a little from time to time and once I have a full chapter, I will have it edited by someone much better than I.  That being said, I want you to read it, give me your opinions, even your ideas on where to take it.


DEAD MOON

By: Lucas Murray

“Zombies and Werewolves!?” Tom was mocking me. “That will never work! What in the world

Tom was good guy, mid forties, a little extra around the waist and average height but he was a

great family man and had a couple wonderful boys. He didn’t think that I could write a book at all, let

alone one about zombies and werewolves.

“I am telling you, it can work man! I know the zombie genre is pretty saturated but there hasn’t

been a decent werewolf flick forever!” I was trying my hardest to convince him that this idea was

worth it. I am an aspiring writer but a Network Technician to pay the bills. Tom was a friend of mine,

we had met through a mutual friend and a love of renaissance festivals and video gaming a few years

Tom made a career change a couple years ago, he went from being a teacher for more than 20

years to being a self employed insurance agent for one of the big companies. He had a lot of financial

trouble when he started his business but has since then enjoyed a nice amount of success. I was trying

to get him to back my novel idea and was doing my best to not let on how much I had already started or

“Look, Luke, I have read some of your work. You’re an excellent writer, but you never finish

anything. You start all these projects and get people so very excited but then you fizzle out before you

He was right, of course. I have started about 3 novels and they still sit in my documents folder on my

computer. Fanfiction.net is full of people that are asking me to finish my Eureke/Warehouse 13 story.

What Tom didn’t know was that I recently had an experience that made me more than certain this was

“Alright Tom, I understand. How about this though. If I can get you 200 pages by the end of the

month, will you loan me the $3000 then?” I was doing my absolute best not to literally beg him.

“I’ll tell you what, you get me 200 pages by the 1st

I decided to drop it there, I was certain I could write the pages, hell I already had 50 pages and plenty

of ideas to keep me going for another month or two. I didn’t actually need the money for the book

though; self publishing is quite easy and cheap and I have already done the research on that. I needed

About 6 months ago I had to get new health insurance for my family and I. My wife and son had

no problems getting insurance but me, being 5’5” and 250 pounds, I was denied. I had to lose 30

pounds and the faster the better. I joined a martial arts class to try to have some fun while working out.

The class takes place in a dojo on the edge of town, and even though we live in the Houston

area, our town is pretty far away from it, close to a nature preserve. After my first class I walked across

the parking lot and into the wooded area that lies behind the dojo. I wanted to have a smoke and was

still embarrassed with myself that I started smoking after 2 years of not touching them. I said good

night to my classmates and told them I wanted to jog a little and burn off the excitement I had from my

class. I hadn’t gotten very far in when I stopped and picked a stump to sit on while I enjoyed a secret

Even though I told my friends that I wanted to jog, the truth was that my legs and arms were

killing me. I usually sit on my ass and play video games or troubleshoot computer networks. My

excersize usually consists of chasing my two year old around the house. The pain was pretty bad, so

much so that when I heard a scream coming from further into the dark woods, I almost didn’t go check

The scream was chilling, the kind of scream you expect to hear a teenage girl give out in a horror

movie. I looked around and there were no cars in the parking lot of the dojo except my own SUV and at

this late of an hour, no one on the nearby road. I walked about 100 feet into the woods and heard a soft

whimpering that instantly reminded me of the noise my son makes when is lying in bed and trying to get

our attention. The sound kicked my dad mode into gear and I put on a burst of speed to find out what it

was. I was crashing loudly through the brush and coming up on a downed tree that I was trying to

decide whether to jump over or go around when I saw slight movement to the left of the tree.

“Anyone there?” As I asked this question, I became suddenly aware of how alone and scary it

was out here. The air seemed to drop 15 degrees as I approached the… whatever it was… moving by the

“STOP!” An angry feminine voice rang out from the figure on the ground. “Stay there, it’s not

“It’s ok, I am here to help. If the tree on you? I can get you out of there.” I started moving

faster towards the woman. “Should I call you an ambulance?” I reached for my pocket but I had left my

phone in the truck since there had been no need to take it to class.

“NO, I SAID STOP! DON’T COME ANY CLOSER!” She sounded even more distressed.

It was too dark to see her very well, but I could tell that she was leaned up against the tree. It didn’t

look like she was stuck but something was obviously wrong. “Ma’am I am going to go get my phone and

my flashlight from my car. I will be right back, do you need anything else?”

“I need…nee…nee…” Her voice dropped 3 octaves while she stuttered a reply. I decided it

would be a better idea to check her out first before getting my phone so I jumped over the tree but

landed on my leg too hard. With the combined stress of the recent workout and hard landing I gave a

little yelp of pain. The woman on the ground screamed again which made me freeze in place. The

scream was chilly when I was far away but being this close to her, it made my skin crawl.

“Ma’am, please I need to help you out of here, let’s see if we can make it back to my car.” At

this point, I was pleading with her, trying to sound pathetic to muster up some sympathy. Not that

pathetic was difficult with my leg now thumping with pain.

The woman jumped up, looked at me and then looked back further into the woods and ran off

with a speed I knew I could not match, even if I not just hurt my leg. So I just stood there, in awe of the

amount of speed she was able to command, when it seemed that she was hurt worse than me.

The pain in my leg was getting worse and it was too dark for me to see it very well, I hoped that

I only pulled a muscle but feared that I may have torn something. With the night getting colder and my

leg getting worse, I started making my way back to my truck. There was no way I was going to be able to

go back over that tree so I had to walk around it.

I am the reason we can't have nice things

I have a story that I never told you.  I really think that Robin should tell it, but since this is my blog and not hers...

We don't own a proper Crock Pot and I am the Reason.

When we got married, we went to Bed, Bath and Beyond and registered much like any couple.  One of the things that we both wanted was a crock pot, so naturally we put one on the registry.

Our friends are family are great and at our wedding we received  Crock Pots.  We returned one right away and decided to keep the extra, just in case we had a need for it.  We are apparently the type of people that believe having an extra useless appliance is a good thing.

Skip ahead a couple months, we have not yet used our Crock Pot and I am hanging out in the garage with a friend.   Him and I notice that there is a Crock Pot sitting on a shelf that is still in the box.  He mentions to me his fiance and he were recently discussing getting just that very thing.  I of course begin to regal him of storys of chili and pot roast and all manner of Crock Potty things.  None of which, mind you, we have had yet, even with multiple Crock Pots in the house.

Here is where things go tits-up.  You see, if you know me, you know that I do anything for my friends.  It is a fault that I have.  No your not going to change me, yes I get burned and hurt a lot and yes I know hardly anyone does nice things.  Can I finish my story please?

I offer to my friend (we'll call him Joe) the very Crock Pot that is sitting in the garage because my thinking is this, "why would we really need an unopened appliance just collecting dust."  Joe accepts this with  a smile, he puts it in his truck and the two of us finish our drinks, then we have another; and another and another, and, well you get the point..

While I am sitting the garage drinking away the last 7 brain cells that still cling to my grey matter, Robin is in the house, woefully unaware that I just gave away this Crock Pot.

You see, Robin and I had previously spoken about giving a Crock Pot away to someone, we had come to the realization that we were not in fact going to use it.  Little did I know (scratch that, I was told, I just didn't remember) that the Crock Pot in the garage was the one for us.  One had been returned and the other we gave away as a gift to her mother.

Joe goes home, I go to sleep feeling both happy that I helped a friend and wobbly from the alcohol.

In the morning Robin wakes and proceeds to have a fantastic morning.  When I finally arise from my drinking induced mini-coma I get around to talking to my lovely wife and telling her about all the fun I had the previous night.

Leave it to me not leave out extolling my virtuous selflessness and tell Robin about the wonderful gift that we gave to my dear friend "Joe".

Robin: "You gave him the Crock Pot that was in the garage?"
Me: "Yeah, he was very grateful.  It was serendipitous that we had an extra!"

Robin: "That wasn't an extra, that was ours!  We gave the extra one to my mom!"

The look on Robin's face could have decapitated a small mammal.  I instantly felt bad, I knew she was not done giving me grief about my little faux-pa.  I wanted to cry, to show her that I was heartbroken over the idiotic thing I had perpetrated.  Alas, it was not to be, the alcohol that was still in my system had dehydrated me and left a gift of a headache that would make a battle-hardened Marine want his mommy.

Robin sat silent for a moment, awaiting my reply.  Al I could muster was a tiny, pathetic, "I'm sorry, I didn't know."  She took her time here, knowing full well that I knew my end was near.  She savored every second of my stunned silence; drank it up like a lioness that has just won a battle with a male lion for dominance over the pack.  Finally, the very second before my heart exploded out of chest she replied,

"If you listened to me more, you would have remembered that we kept that on in the garage for us!"


I am going to stop my story here for a moment, I want you all to look up the price of a Crock Pot, go to Amazon or Wal-Mart or Target.  Even you splurged you are not going to spend more than $50 dollars and in most cases you can get a basic model for around $20.

Robin continued with "Now you are just going to have to call him and ask for it back!"

"I can't do that, hun.  I gave it to him as a gift.  I'll look like a dumb-ass."  As soon as those words left my mouth, I knew I had given her everything she needed.

My loving, caring, beautiful and adoring wife replied with "Well if you look like one and act one, then I guess you know what that means."

I never did get that Crock Pot back.  Thankfully a close friend of ours had a spare and we replaced the new Crock Pot with a used one.  Ask me someday when she finally used it, and be sure to ask what happened to the lid of that one, it's probably a story for a whole new blog post.

Terror of the Lids

Yes, the rewards are high, but it's a game where the price of defeat is savage. Sometimes Robin, after grunting with it herself for a collection of 'hnggh's, will hand me a bottle or a jar that has a screw top along with an impatient, "Open that for me."

 If the gods lie content in the skies above Texas at that moment, then what follows is a rapid flick of my wrist, a delightful 'click-fshhhh' gasp of surrender, and my handing the thing back to her FEELING LIKE A HERO OF NORSE LEGEND.

Generally, though, what happens is that I strain for a while and strip the skin off the palm of my hands. Then I wrap the lid in a kitchen towel and strain some more to equal effect. At this point I'm on to using the jamb of the door as a vice to hold the lid while I twist at the container; Robin will be saying, "Give it back here, you'll break the door," and I'll be swearing and twisting and saying, 'I'll repaint that bit in a minute." 

The fear is upon me now. If it's a fizzy thing, you can sometimes puncture the lid to relieve the pressure and then get it open, but you're not often that lucky. "Give it back," Robin repeats, reaching around me, trying to take the item from my hands. 

I swivel away - "Just a minute" - and desperately twist at the lid again, now not even attempting not to squint up my face as I do so. At last, though, Robin will manage to get the thing back. This is the darkest moment. If she tries again and it remains fastened, then I am saved. "It's just completely stuck," I'll say, "It is. Stop trying now. Stop. Stop it."

However, there are times - and my stomach chills now, even as I write this - when she gets it back and, with one last satanic effort, manages to spin the lid free. A slight smile takes up home on her face.

"What?" I say.
"Nothing."
"No - what?"
"Nothing."
"I'd loosened it."
"I didn't say anything."

And I'll have to drag the tiny, damp shreds of my manhood away into the garage until the slight, slight smile disappears from her face some thirty-six hours into the future.

I Love My Wife

I love my wife.


As she left the house, she'd noticed that I was playing a game. If Robin is leaving the house and, as she's doing so, she sees me playing a video game, she will give me some sort of chore - there's no way she can stop herself: it's Pavlovian. 

This time it was "Vacuum the rug." Which was followed by the clunk of the front door, the soft rumble of the van pulling away from the house and then nothing but a silence in which I sat, pensive.

I glanced around. OK, the rug wasn't immaculate, that was certainly true. It was hardly in such a condition as to demand a vacuuming, though. There's a clear point at which a rug or carpet is ready for vacuuming, in my opinion, and that point is "when it's crunchy". Even then, it's not what you'd call vital. In lots of the places I've lived, especially as a bachelor, I never had a vacuum at all. Sometimes, yes, walking across the living room required heavy boots - but no one ever died or anything. I looked at the rug once more.



A few hours later, Robin returns.
After unloading the seventy-five child bags and the child from the van, she hunts me down; finding me, by a fluke, playing a video game (really her detective skills are amazing).

"Did you vacuum?" she asks, her tone swaying unsurely between conversational and murderous.


"What do you think?" (Cleverly, here, I'm indignant yet inscrutable - only my disdain for the question is clear; I provide no clue at all of the answer to it.)

Robin: "Have you or not?"

Me: "Well, what does it look like?"

Robin: "Just tell me whether you've vacuumed."

Me: "That's not the point."

Robin: "What? It's completely the point."

Me: "No, it isn't. You thought the rug needed vacuuming. If you think it looks fine now, then you're happy, right? Whether I've vacuumed or not."


Robin: "And what if I don't think it looks OK?" She pauses for a moment, I know at this moment that I have her.

Me: "If I've vacuumed, and you still think it doesn't look vacuumed... then there's no point my vacuuming ever again, is there?"

There's a degree of glaring that goes on here, but I hold my nerve and continue. 


Me: "The only other possibility, as far as I can see, is that you simply can't tell whether I've vacuumed or not. And, if you can't tell, then it doesn't matter - in any real sense - whether I've done it or not, does it?"


 I've one more card to play, but it's a great one. 


Me: "That is, not unless the thing that concerns you isn't whether the rug has been vacuumed, but only whether I've been sitting here enjoying myself all this time rather than running around with the vacuum. But I'm sure that's not it. I mean, you'd be happy for me to sit here for as long as I want, wouldn't you, if there's no need for me not to? It's about the cleaning, not about my sitting here, right?"


Robin just stares at me.

I am triumphant. A heavenly choir sings. Cherubs encircle my head, scattering petals of the most beautiful flowers man has ever seen. Shafts of light fan out from behind me framing my god-like body in a glow that defies the color spectrum. It's an intoxicating three seconds.

Robin: "Change Logan's diaper"

Another contest!!

I am having another contest!  This one is a bit strange though, did you ever read Calvin and Hobbes?  Know of Calvin ball?

Well here's your chance to make this contest up as we go.

Post what your idea for a contest is, what should we do, how will get readers to my blog?  What should I give away? (Remember I am poor)

Woe is me (Seriously I am just venting, you can ignore this one)

I don't post much on here, for a few reasons.  First, I use Google+ more often and want people to use it, because I think it is an excellent platform.  Second, and perhaps the most important;

I like to post light-hearted and fun things, they are more fun to read, easier to digest and don't make me sound like a whiny little bitch.  Lately I have not been in a light-hearted mood.  I am angry almost all of the time.  Not when i am hanging out with my son mind you or when I am playing my game(s),  However most of the other times I am angry.

Why am I angry you ask?  (I know you were asking)

Same reasons everyone else is.  Work, money, house, people not listening to me.  You know the usual.

I don't post about these things because they are (to others) just trivial non-important things.  However to me, they are beginning to define my life.  I have always been such a happy person, get along with everyone, go out of my way to entertain and help others.  I can't do it anymore.  Not because I don't want to or because I can't, but because I honestly don't feel appreciated.

You can take that last statement as you want, some people will think it pertains to them, others will think it pertains to work.  Still others may surmise that I am talking about multiple people and or things.  As I said, I am not going to explain it here, there is no need.  The need and reason for making this post is to vent my feelings.  I have sufficiently done that.

You may also think that I am just whining and I need to shut my mouth and get on with my life.  That's okay too, although I think I am severely over-estimating the amount of readers that I have.

I can't promise you anything, and I won't.  I will however say that I miss being the fun guy, the funny guy, the "Hey, what is Luke up to?" guy.  I will try to get back to that, but there is nothing left that I can do.  I have given all I can give and there are people who think  it isn't enough, that I need to give more.  Well those people are probably going to end up killing me.

If that happens, remember that I love you.   Yeah you, everyone, I always have and always will.  And the people who are killing me, I am going to love them, even as the knife enters my chest...

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Contest Winner

I am very sorry that it took me so long to post the winner, but don't worry, I have already discussed his winning with him.  Mike Rod(really want to leave your name here)riguez, you have wont he prize!

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June 30th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Today is the final day of the contest!  

Get your caption posted!

June 29th (30 Days of Pics)

road trip to new York was a success, finally they tied the knot!

I have been told that the last few pictures weren't up to par, but to be honest they would be awesome if the captions were good.  So get to work.  Check out the rules if you need to, and stay tuned because I have some good ones coming for the last 2 days!

Winner is Andrew!!

June 28th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

He is attempting to signal the barkeeper for another beer but forgot to grab his balls and got a wine cooler

This is going to hurt you more than it hurts me!

On your mark, get set...CAPTION!!!

Here are the rules

Winner - Kristi

June 27th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

These boots are made for walking, and that's just what they'll do, but if you break my heart you'll find a sword inside of you!

The brothel made millions when they started selling swords!

Guess what guys, it is caption time again!  Check out the rules if you feel need don't know them

Mike Wins!!!

June 26th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

.coming out in the fall " The King and I.. are homies

The Burger King took a bad trip to Tijuana

Make a better caption, I know you have it in you.  Check this out and you can win some money!

Winner is Kristi!!

June 25th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

James was trying out for Jackass but it was against his religion to put baby Jesus up his butt.

Ladies and Gentlemen, baby Jesus!!

O.K. that's a bad caption, that's why I want you to make it better, insert your best caption in the comment for a chance to win some money, check the rules if you need to and have fun!

Winner - Mom

June 24th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Doggy style, you're doing it wrong.

His faithful steed only wanted a treat.

Here is today's picture, comment, caption, belittle, do what you do best guys, also here are the rules

Winner is Mike!!

June 23rd (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Hide and seek champion, you'll never find him.

Sadly he didn't know that he did not meet the height requirement.

You know the rules get your caption in, there is still a chance for anyone to win!

Winner - Mike!!

June 22nd (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

behind the music: Pippi Long Stocking

Those world's first albino rasta!

Do I need to tell  you guys what to do?

Caption Contest, money, Rules

Winner - Andrew!!!

June 21st (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Doorknob safety training was mandatory after a rash of freak accidents.

How many does it take?

Picture, Caption, Money.  If you don't know look here and join in on the fun

Winner - TREY!!!!

June 20th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

You might be a redneck if....

These toddlers are getting HUGE!

Can you do better?  Prove it!  Head on over here to read the rules, then post your caption and win some money!!

Winner - Robin

Tragedy at the opening night of Russian ballet when three dancers were crushed.

Special pic today in honor of Father's Day!

Get to making with the captions people!

Check out the rules if you need to!

Winner Trey!!

June 18th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

It was lucky that someone just happened to be there with a camera at the moment that Andrew first realized that he had finally hit puberty.

Al Bundy, the early years!

You know the drill guys, beat my caption, win some money!

Check out the rules if you feel you must!

Winner - James

June 17th (30Days of Pics) Caption Contest

You too can look this cool for $49.95! Ask me how!

I Think there is something in her eye

Today's picture comes from Katie in Kansas!  Thanks for the pic, now get to making good on the caption people!

If you need it, here are The Rules

Winner is James!!

June 16th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

no wonder he ran into the sword with the slips of paper with x's over his eyes...

I have heard of the Sword in the Stone, but this is ridiculous!

Think you can make a better caption?  Prove it, post yours in the comments!

You could win some money!  Check This Out

WINNER - ANDREW!!!

June 15th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Even Clark Kent is too lazy to walk from the couch to the kitchen to grab another beer.

It's a Bird, It's a Plane, It's...just some dude with a cup.

Think you can come up with a better caption?  Do it, post your caption in the comments and win some dough!

Check The Rules

Winner - PaperBackGoddess

June 14th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

It was so tragic when the controller got caught on her nipple ring.... but she beat the main boss!!

Vibrating Controllers are her favorite ever invention!

Got a better caption than that?  Proove it, post it in the comments for a chance at $20.

Check The Rules if you feel you must

Today's Winner - Robin!!

June 13th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Never bring your purse to the bachelor party!!!

I don't have a funny caption for this picture.  I can't believe I am showing it to you guys either, but I am hoping that someone can come up with a caption to end all captions!  Read the RULES if you don't already know them.  Post your caption and GOOD LUCK!

Winner - Mike R.   Congratulations!!!

June 12th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

After seeing what happens to the girls the boys never again complained about wedgies.

Borat is looking terrible

By this point, you guys should know the drill.  If you don't then read THIS

Post your best comment and maybe you can win!

Winner - James!!

June 11th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

virginfest '08 was a huge success

Sorry ladies, no more room, The maximum weight limit has been exceeded.

What a caption.  It is perfect right?  No... Okay, change it then, post your best one in the comments.  Check out the Official Rules and you could win a $20 gift card!

Winner is Trey!!  Congratulations!

Conehead the Barbarian. Not as impressive as Conan the Barbarian, but he still has a really big sword.

When did the special Olympics get a sword competition?

Hey for once my caption is not intentionally horrible.  Don't worry though I still have faith that you can better! Check out the Rules if you need to, but it's easy, post the best caption, get a point.  Get a friend to post one and mention your name, get 1/2 a point.  Have the most points on July 1st (my birthday) and get a prize!

Winner is - James!!  Congratulations

June 9th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

I got bit by Burt Renoylds one night...now every time a full moon comes around..well...now you know

Eat your heart out Tom Selleck!

Captions, everyone has one, show us yours in the comments.

You can win $20 (gift card) by posting, or even getting others to post and mention that you sent them!

Read the Rules

Winner - Kelly!! Cognratulations

June 8th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

She should have known that it would be hard to hide an affair with Mr Clean.

Her Stripper name is Bubbles!

You don't have to tell me that, that is a horrible caption, but you do have to make it better!  For a chance win $20 (gift card) put your best caption in the comments!

For official Rules see THIS POST

Good Luck Everyone!

Winner - PaperBackGoddess

June 7th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Robin still relives the days she won the patty cake championships...

Designed and Directed by her red right hand.

Hey there guys, gals, and other!  I have for your viewing pleasure another random picture that need a caption!  

Don't forget to peruse the Rules or you could miss a win!

Post your best caption in the comments, get a friend to post and mention you and you get extra points!

Good Luck!

Winner - Willow!!!

June 6th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

They were green with envy!

I know what you're thinking, you're thinking "How could that picture be so funny and that caption be so bad?"  Why don't you fix it?  Check out the official contest rules here and then post your caption in the comments!

Be sure to tell me who you are in case you win, that way you have the chance for the prize!

Good Luck!

This picture found on a Go Green ad in Montrose.

Winner: Sis!!!

June 5th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

You're right mom, This wooden sword and shield are sure to get kids to stop picking on me at school!

Winner - Robin!!

Excelsior!

Wanna make fun of this kid?  Everyone does, show us your best caption in the comments for a chance at a prize.

Rules

June 4th (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Beautiful wavy hair and a waxed mustache

I bet you think that caption sucks, so do I.  Why don't we do something about it!  Post your caption in the comments for a chance at a prize (See rules HERE)

and now a tribute to the Macho Man

Winner - Andrew!

June 3rd (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Beer Hug!!

Day 3 of our Caption Contest!

Think you are more creative than me?  You're probably right, but we still want proof.  Submit your caption in the comments.

Also tell your friends, if someone posts a comment and mentions that you sent them, I will add 1/2 point to your total, putting you that much closer to winning the grand prize!

Winner is - WilloW with "Promise you'll never leave me again!"

June 2nd (30 Days of Pics) Caption Contest

Got Milk?

Zombie baby says "Cereals!"

Think you can do better?  Prove it, post your caption in the comments below see this post for official rules.

Sis wins the day with "Got Milk"!!

June 1st (30 days of Pics) Caption Contest

If you only knew what I left in the kitchen, you wouldn't be calling me a good boy!

WINNER: "Go to sleep, master...yes...just go to sleep...no harm will come to you...muahaha"

Congratulations to Bedfornomics!

30 days in Pics, or He was so bored, he started this blog again!

Hey everyone!  As most of you noticed, I erased all my old blog posts.  I am starting again, this time I am determined to find something to write about that not only I enjoy, but others too!

For my first (new) post I am running a contest!  That's a real prize and everything (nothing spectacular mind you).

For the entire month of June I will post a picture, once a day, every day!  The picture can come from anywhere, it doesn't matter, the best caption will win the day, win the day and you get to help decide what the next picture is.  Win the most days and you get a GIFT!  The gift will be different depending on who are.

If you are someone whom I know and am familiar with, the prize will be personalized to you.  If I don't know you well enough or feel like being lazy, then you will win a $20 gift card!

(Update: since I am allowing my wife and all my friends to participate, I will use an impartial judge of a coworker whom I know won't be participating)

Rules:

1.) You only get one (1) caption.  If you don't like it, you may delete your comment and re-enter by the end of the day

2.) If your caption is not in by 7a.m. the morning after, it doesn't count!

3.) Each winning caption nets you one (1) point
              Getting someone else to participate and mention that you sent them, nets you a half (.5) point

4.) Most points on July 1st wins!