I am shocked and appalled with myself right now, and I'm making one of those promises to myself that I ptobably won't keep, but what the hell...

The state of the Ambig. Dis. Manifesto has deteriorated almost exponentially the last two months. First there was almost the entire month of June with hardly anything but my world Cup rantings, and then came a July where I have been quite busy for someone without a job.

The first real breakdown came when I didn't say Anything about Tyler and I climbing Mt Shasta the first weekend after the solstice. Great weather, and full moon, and couple snafu's to keep things interesting... a great time. Then there was my half-assed coverage of "Summerfest" at my 'rents house (from which I spent the whole next day "recovering") which involved uploading unedited pics of the festivites to the picture files section of the website. Ditto for the 4th celebration at Vicki's. The flight I took with Jon and his buddy only made POD, and the whole trip to Idaho went unmentioned.

I started doing that thing I do sometimes (and please tell me I'm not the only person who does it!) where I try to "inventory" my days, in this case going back to the begginning of the month, and decide where my life is going. What I have established is that my so called "journal," aka this web page, has really sucked lately. I hope to do better in the coming weeks.