I guess I'm back

I've been in one of my black moods recently, thus my lack of posts. I was wallowing in self-pity again (it took that astrological thing for me to realize that's what I'd been doing). This happens occasionally when I get slapped in the face with Reality. I guess I just don't take reality well. But for a while, I was in no condition to post civil comments here. Maybe I'm just doing what I said I wouldn't do, censor myself. Should I care what other strangers think about my vitriol-spewing posts? The only friends I know that read this, are at least three states away, and don't have to deal with my venomous ramblings outside of this blog. Whatever. Call it an attempt to rise above my animal instincts, and to moderate the bad karma I'm putting forth.
I'm getting over it. I'm starting now to go out and have a good time on my own. I've realized that I don't need to wait to be invited out with co-workers to have a good time. If I wait for it to happen, I'll just go crazy. Just because my co-workers have friends outside of work that they prefer to spend time with, I can't fault them for it. The fact that I don't is my own problem. So I've been going out after work and having a beer and throwing a couple games of darts on my own. Occasionally. I can't afford to do it too often. As a result, I don't end up staying out too late. Usually I just sit off to the side and watch the other darters, or the other drunks in the bar (or the drunk darters, who annoyingly enough, are often better than me) nursing a beer, two at most, between rounds of, what amounts to practice darts. What I need is a bigger circle of friends. I'm even tempted to try one of those online dating sites. Heh. yeah. Like I can afford a mistress. I'm too old and too socially inept to date anymore anyway. So I'm back at home, ameliorating my baser instincts with the true purpose of the Internet. Hey, at least Wife is finally sleeping nights again. It makes the few hours I do spend at home almost bearable.
Last night was also another movie night. Huge screen, full sound, great flick (Shaun of the Dead). Sitting alone in the back of the theater getting plowed for the first time in a LONG time.

The other thing that helped me out of my funk is that, finally, two days ago, after more than a month of waiting and cyberstalking, my camera finally came. It only took a threat of faxing the Attorney General of NY for them to ship it.
So, as a trial... my first picture postings.

The ceiling fan in my bedroom. Playing with shutter speed. I probably took 2 dozen shots, kept 10 or so.

This is Caliph, and how I usually see him. He's my familiar. Constantly following me around when I'm home, yowling for attention. He's usually perched on my chest staring me in the face.

This is Tamsin. Storing up energy to raise hell tonight.
and finally...

Wife (a rare shot. she's more photophobic than I am), with Mike in ecstasy. Mike is our baby Buddha, our 20+ pounder. a mommas boy.

EDIT
Ok I've pulled the pix in this post and hosted them. They had disappeared when I changed the name of the folder they were in on my computer. I don't know if they disappeared when my computer went offline or not. So I hosted them. They now appear in a later series of posts. I'm going to continue to do some tests. I don't think I like the Hello setup and operation. So as a test, here's a shot from work.