Say goodbye to this blog

The other day I commented that I might be done with This is Illuminati. Everyone voiced their opinion on the subject and basically told me if I stopped blogging here they would hate me forever (so drastic).

So, I started thinking about this blogs, chrisilluminati.com which sat doing nothing, my other projects and random places I blog and thought "if I could only condense them into one easy place."

So I did.

Introducing, the new chrisilluminati.com. It's got everything! A new title! My blogs! My other projects! A banner of me being a jackass! Who could ask for anything more!!!!!!

So blogger is now gone, I am over on the .com. So here is the official housecleaning bidness;

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• If you subscribe to a newspaper, seriously, are you 80?

So, this will be the last update here on blogger. Shed a tear. Pour a 40 for the fallen homie that is This is Illuminati.

See you on the .com!



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I live to fight Monday

Judges ruled. Illuminati wins the Death Match 4-2.

Fight resumes Monday. Be here. But there to vote. So here, but there.

Who is lost? (Hand raised)


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When the boss brings his dog to work

I am writing a new blog. Maui just read my last one.

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The ideas just come to me....

I think the girls from Real Chance at Love should get a show with the fellas from G's to Gents.

There is no premise. No point. No missions. No host or eliminations. No housekeeper.

Just daily drop offs of booze and hashish.

Live for two months with cameras. Just like the Real World without the tokens.

A social experiment.

If the public needs a "winner" in order to watch, the last girl to come out NOT pregnant or STD-infected gets a surprise $10K. (They must have also entered the house that way.)

"A real chance at a G (for Gonorrhea)"

Get me Vh1 on the blower.

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Happy Pancake Day

Now this is a holiday I can make love to (with my mouth of course). I love me some hot, delicious, buttery, flip-floppy pancakes. So scrumptious. So good for you. Perhaps the world's most perfect food. The second best thing you can do with butter and syrup. The first is, of course, bathe in it.

Happy Pancake Day.

Now try not to crave them the rest of the day.

You.

Are.

Welcome.

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I am living in purgatory

So the death match ended in a tie. Not sure what is going to happen. Waiting to hear back.

In the meantime, check out my Oscars recap over on the main pBurbs blogs page. Good for a chuckle early in the AM.


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My version of those annoying Christmas cards/Let's brag letters

Can't write because I'm on a sugar crash. Donuts and baked goods. So I am going to just randomly babble....

- I've been meaning to explain this for some time but haven't had the time/energy. The wife is out of the fitness competition. Her training partner threw in the towel because she is planning a wedding, in a wedding, starting a new job and celebrated a Steelers Super Bowl. She didn't have the time. The wife didn't want to do it alone. I don't blame her. Our cupboards are once again full.

- The deathmatch runs until Sunday. As of this posting I was ahead by 1%. If you voted for me, thank you from the bottom of my heart. If you didn't have a chance there is still time. Go here. Win or lose it's been a great experience. It proved to me that I am not as bad at fiction as I thought, I just need time and a million rewrites.

- Gadjunk.com is coming along nicely. I hope I can stick with it. I am also taking toy donations. A friend is sending me a box of old Pez Dispensers.

- Work is going well but I've been given the task of revitalizing some pretty dismal blogs. I am still doing shopping & gift but I also have the Shore guide (which I think won't be bad once in season) and the awful Custom Rides and Investing and Insurance guides. There are several things in life that I know nothing about. I know even less about cars and investing. This could end up being a train wreck. Should be a hoot.

- Then we have this blog. I just don't know what to do. It's just there. I don't have the time to post as much as I'd like and I feel like just calling it quits. Then I think about all the cool people I've met doing it and the funny stories I've been able to share and I don't know where they would all fit in my daily writing. I just don't know.

Well, always leave on a high note.

High.


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