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To my readers: Do you wubs me?
Lincoln Adams | January 5, 2010 @ 6:55 pmFor those who have been reading this blog for some time, you’ll know that I occasionally like to use cute terms like “wubs” and “snuggles” and “sugar pot bon bon bunny cakes.”
I do it because it’s silly, it lightens the mood, and it tends to evoke more than a few laughs. 
But who knew the darkness and virulent hatred that could spring forth just from using what I THOUGHT were innocuously harmless terms.
For this, I blame women.
I knew something was amiss because I had been using the same terms on a message board a few days ago, and this woman just went off on me on how she is not a child and could never respect anyone who said he “wubs” her and that men who did that are sex depraved, immature, stupid or some such thing.
So naturally I called her a whore.
Anyhoo, I always assumed (there I go assuming again) that the girl of my dreams would appreciate these terms of endearment, and that when you’re so in love with someone it’s only natural to start using silly terms of endearment. I didn’t expect that women could take such offense at it to the point that they’d start tearing their hair out and writing naughty things about me on bathroom walls.
So, in order to settle the matter, I’ve decided to take a poll! 
Depending on the results, if it’s readily clear that I am perceived as being something less of a manly man because I “wubs” just a bit too much, then I vow that I will never make use of such terms again. After all, far be it from me to scare away the girl of my dreams for saying “cuddly lumps boom boom honey pie” one time too many. 
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Lincoln Adams | December 31, 2009 @ 11:15 amWhat do we even call 2000-2009 anyway? The Zeros? The Single Digits? “The decade that just piled on with so much crap that not even the smelliest crap could have crapped as much crap as this crappy decade crapped on me?”
Well, whatever. Good riddance to 2009 and that whole era of loveless crapiness. I am sorely hoping that 2010 will accumulate in the fulfillment of all hopes and desires, or seriously, I’m just gonna start hitting people. Hard. With like, baseball bats and stuff.
I refuse to make any resolutions though, because I had already done that once on this blog for 2008, and well, let’s take a lookie-loo to see which ones I actually managed to accomplish:
1. Clear up my health problems and get strong again (vith ripplin’ mosscles to impress de vooomen.)
… … … BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!
2. Generate a stable income of at least $1250 a month via my blog.
BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!
3. Get out of my dead end job and find a new career, whether it’s with another agency or by becoming self employed.
BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!
4. Move somewhere else, either out of state, or to nowhere in particular, depending on how successful I am in earning a living off the Internet.
BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!
5. Meet the girl of my dreams.
BWAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
Yeah. How ’bout we try that again? 
Nah, forget that. Instead, I’ll simply convey what I would like to happen in 2010 that might actually fall within the realm of scientific possibility.
For starters, as for working out, well ok, maybe looking to become the next Mr. Universe was a tad extreme. Not that I was aiming that high really, I just got tired and bored of the gym. There was like, people there, and worse yet, slut-like bimbos who either bounced around the gym with their boyfriends or claimed to be lesbians whenever I tried to talk to them. Ah well. This time I think I’ll invest in some free weights instead so I can do some light workouts by myself, anywhere I please.
As for getting toys: new upgrades on everything I have! That means a spanky new desktop PC, multifunction printer, MacBook Pro and a GPS addon for my iPod that I can use for both geocaching and geo-blogging. My income from the Internet has finally reached the point where investing in a home office makes sense now. Despite falling well short of my goal to make $1250 a month online for 2008, it’s now feasible that I could be making $1000 a month by this time next year. With that in mind, I’m planning to reinvest some of my earnings back into promoting my blog and establishing a permanent marketing budget. I’m lucky here, not everyone can say they can afford to spend a few hundred a month just to market their blog, so I do have an advantage. Let’s not kid ourselves though. I’ve crunched the numbers, and while $1000 a month is entirely feasible, maybe even up to $2500 a month, I would have to get around 50,000 to 60,000 visitors a DAY just to rake in enough income to justify quitting my job. It’s just not going to happen. Well… it COULD happen, if I somehow attracted corporate sponsors or got accepted into an elite advertising agency, but not bloody likely.
Still, $1000 a month would make me a happy dappy camper for the time being.
As for traveling, I have several trips planned, including a few more New England trips spanning New Hampshire and Maine, a trip into Boston, and maybe a few cities in Canada from Ottawa to Montreal. During the summer I might plan a getaway to Alaska or British Columbia, and originally I had wanted it to be an Alaskan cruise, but after reading up on cruises I decided the idea of being trapped on a ship with a few hundred drunken weenies didn’t really appeal to me, so I’m exploring alternative options.
Oh and of course, I’ll be making reservations later on in 2010 to go tornado chasing from Colorado to Montana. 
Don’t tell Mommy though, she’ll get very upset.
Finally, I have a major roadtrip planned for the midwest in October, from New York to Missouri/Arkansas and back. It will give me a chance to meet up with an old friend of mine for the first time, enjoy the gorgeous fall foliage from the Smoky mountains in Tennessee to the Ozarks in Missouri, and also, to find me a sweet country babe that I can take back home with me. 
I’m kidding… well actually no, not really. It seems my best chance to find anyone decent is going to require me to travel many a mile far away from feminazi land to the heartland, and I’ll be honest, I’ve reached the end of my rope here. 2010 HAS to be the year this hellish drought finally ends, and I meet THE ONE, because I am crawling the walls and going out of my #$%^ing mind here. I swear on all my Yankee candles, if I do not meet a girl by this time next year, I am declaring war on mankind. You think I’m punking you? Wait. 
So that’s pretty much what I have on the menu for 2010. This is all assuming of course that nobody drops a nuclear bomb somewhere, although if that did happen, more than likely I’ll probably be close to the blast zone, which in turn would give me PLENTY of things to blog about, at least until the radiation finished me off. See? There’s a silver lining in everything.
Happy New Year!
Tags: blog, blogging, country, decade, geocaching, getaway, girl of my dreams, health, new year, resolutions, travel, upgrade
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It’s a Wonderful Single Life?
Lincoln Adams | December 13, 2009 @ 12:14 pmFor years I made the conscious choice to avoid watching one of the only classic films I have yet to see: It’s a Wonderful Life. I’ve always wanted to have the experience of being able to watch just one classic movie I hadn’t seen before with the girl of my dreams, whether she saw it or not. I’ve seen so many movies now on my own that I wanted to save this one for a time when I could finally enjoy a film with a sweet girl snuggling up beside me.
Now I’m wondering if I should give this up. It’s reached the point where finally meeting someone has become unrealistic. People my age have mostly settled down now and have families of their own. Online dating had been an unmitigated disaster with over 1000 failed matches, and if that experience has taught me anything, it is that I am not compatible with ANYONE.
I have pretty much tossed in the towel and moved on with my life, which is why I’ve been putting myself out there more often and traveling on a semi-regular basis, enjoying the single life as much as I can. But I had completely forgotten about this personal boycott of mine, and I’ve been wondering whether it’s finally time to end the romantic pipe dreams I’ve harbored for so long and finally watch the movie. Why wait for something that will never come to pass?
And yet, a part of me wants to keep this boycott going, unwilling to give up on the idea of love for good. So… I don’t know. That’s why I started a new poll, to see what my audience thinks.
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The Quest to Recapture My Christmas Spirit Begins!
Lincoln Adams | December 3, 2009 @ 8:33 pmThe bags are packed, the Linc-Mobile fueled, and the letter to Santa requesting the girl of my dreams for my present this year (or a bajillion gabullion dollars) has been mailed.
Tomorrow I’m off to Stockbridge, Massachusetts to kick off a New England-style Christmas weekend. Even my car has been decorated with stockings and jingle bells in anticipation of this weekend getaway, hee hee.
I’ve done about all I could do to get into the spirit of things again this year, and I have to admit, nothing quite puts an extra skip to my step then getting the @#$% out of New York for a while. 
So from here on out till Monday, I’ll be blogging/tweeting on the go. Hopefully I will have gotten enough practice from my previous getaways to upload my thoughts and pics/vids in a smoother manner too.
Alright, time now to nestle down all snug in my bed, while visions of sugary sweet babes dance in my head.
Tags: Christmas, getaway, girl of my dreams, Massachusetts, New England, new york, stockbridge, travel, vacation, weekend
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Life is just a series of random events… or is it?
Lincoln Adams | December 1, 2009 @ 11:15 am“Not all those who wander are lost.” – J.R.R. Tolkien
One of the things that I got sucked into believing about dating was that it would be far easier for me to meet likeminded people online than in real life, because life was simply too random and chaotic for me to easily find the kind of people I could relate to and hang out with (especially hot looking wimmins.) I mean seriously, am I really gonna run into an avid fan of Sarah Palin (who also happens to look just like Jessica Alba) at the local supermarket, in NEW YORK? The odds simply don’t work like that in my favor.
Or does it?
One thing about pursuing this new hobby of geocaching, it’s definitely taken me to some interesting places. Last weekend I climbed to the top of a lighthouse, then drove to a Target and found a space right next to the door, shopped around and went to an empty checkout, all this only a day after Black Friday too. Then I ran into a tea party that was having a demonstration inside a Lowe’s parking lot of all places. It was amazing. I simply did not expect to see any Tea Party dudes in New York, but there they were, protesting against Obamacare and the corruption of Albany, with Derringer’s “I am a Real American” blasting in the background. It was a wild scene. And I never would have found them either had I not been out geocaching.
The day after that, each cache I hunted took me on a trip down memory lane, one at a park where I used to be a camp counselor, which also happened to be the same park where my grandfather used to maintain the grounds. Another took me to my old college, where I also took the LSAT exam that would start me on my failed journey to law school, and still another took me right past the house I was once evicted from so many years ago. So many memories, most of them painful too. 
And yet when I revisited all these places from my past, it was like I had never really been there. It all seemed only vaguely familiar to me now, like trying to remember an old dream, the faded memories of a distant life best left forgotten.
After I had wrapped up my cache hunting, I drove off and stopped by a 7-11 nearby for a drink. It was past midnight, yet even then I saw a cute girl behind me coming in as well. I held the door open for her and though she ignored me, I wondered: if I simply did this long enough and often enough, eventually the pieces would all fall together, and someday I’d be holding the door open for the girl of my dreams, and she certainly won’t ignore me then. Or maybe I would meet her at the top of a lighthouse. Or at a Target. Or at a tea party. The geocaching hunts that I’ve been doing all weekend were randomly put together, and yet they didn’t seem very random at all. If there’s one thing I’ve learned in life, it’s that the true value of things is often found in the journey itself, rather than the destination. I’ve been avoiding the journey too long, trying to live it out instead on the Internet. But I’m beginning to realize it should have been the other way around.
Tags: college, cute girl, demonstration, geocaching, girl of my dreams, internet, journey, life, lighthouse, memories, online, remember, tea party
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It’s That Time of Year! :-D
Lincoln Adams | November 27, 2009 @ 4:57 pm
Let's see this one try to die on me now.
Already have my tree up! (No it’s not ginormous since I live in a dinky apartment, shut up already.) My previous tree was a live one, which I also labeled the Tree of Hope, praying it would last long enough for the girl of my dreams to someday put an ornament on it. Died 2 days later.
This one’s fake now.
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Reclaiming the Christmas Spirit
Lincoln Adams | November 25, 2009 @ 12:25 amIt’s official, I put in for the needed days off, and next week I will be well on my way to Stockbridge, Massachusetts for a good old fashioned Christmas weekend in New England. 
I booked for a night at the famous Red Lion Inn, then will stay at a normal roadside motel for the last two nights somewhere in the Berkshires, where us poor, low class trash really belong. 
And yes, my room at the Red Lion includes a fireplace too. I don’t know what it is, I just have this obsession about fireplaces for some reason.
Anyhoo, Christmas hasn’t felt like Christmas to me for a long, long time, primarily because I let the fact that I continue to be single get me down and ruin what could have otherwise been an enjoyable holiday season. This time I’m determined to make the best of it, and I can’t think of a better way to get back into the spirit of things than traveling to a place where I would literally find myself in the middle of a Norman Rockwell painting.
In addition to that, I’m also planning to return to Pennsylvania on Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, at the very same hotel I stayed at last time, which I should add has absolutely NOTHING to do with the fact that Hotel Girl might be there. Nothing at all, I say. 
Honestly, it was just a stroke of coincidence. My family had expressed an eager desire to seriously get the #&$@ out of New York this year and maybe have a quiet, lovely Christmas for once. I can’t really blame them (or me either), because being here is just depressing. We’re surrounded by illegals, our neighbors are hostile and withdrawn, a water tower looms over us, and there’s a nudie bar just down the street (I have so far resisted the urge to take a peak inside just to see if the girl of my dreams happened to be dancing on a pole there.) 
So yeah, a change of scenery would definitely be welcome this year. And I swear, I was only half serious when I have pondered over staying in Amish land again just to get another shot at asking Hotel Girl out for coffee, but I never expected an opportunity would present itself this soon. So… who knows. Maybe I really will have a Christmas I’ll never forget this time.
But I don’t want to play it up though, so even if nothing happens, I’m content in the knowledge that I’ll be in a far less hostile environment, and that I’m at least making an effort now to enjoy what had been my favorite time of year.
Tags: Amish, berkshires, Christmas, christmas eve, fireplace, girl, girl of my dreams, hotel, Massachusetts, neighbors, New England, new york, norman rockwell, Pennsylvania, red lion inn, stockbridge, travel, vacation, weekend
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