Your Weekly Horoscope with Hansel

Not many peeps logging blog hours this week. I'll be checking timesheets to make sure that you're not cheating the corporation on hours. Anyways, in the past this is what has happened with the blog. We make it a month or two before people realize that nobody actually reads this stuff and the same silly poop and fart jokes can be shared via text messages, facebook posts, or tweets. Based on this sad truth, this week's horoscopes are not based on Jennifer Angel or the New York Times or anything like that. There is but one horoscope for us all: If you believe in something (such as this blog), and you don't want to see that good thing die (or be deleted from the web), then do something about it (such as tell a friend, write a damn post, etc.). Take a little bit of responsibility if you enjoy this POS and let's make a conscious, team decision to push forward, or let this thing fizzle out like a shitty campfire. Do we need more writers? A suggestion box? I just don't know anymore. At this point, I'm good either way. I've done as much as I could for this little dream, but not all dreams become reality, and though this is reality, it is pathetic. If you want funny comments and quips, just text me. I'm full of stupid statements. If you want it posted for masses to see, then let's get masses to read, huh? Is that so much to ask? The decision is yours, America.