In case you haven’t noticed, I am going on a short blogging diet (not a complete fast, though) for a week or so. Please don’t leave me! Please be here when I get back! I just have to finish up a big project, and my poor brain is overloaded. Every time I drop in something like “remember to pick up milk,” something else, such as “remember to pick up daughter,” leaks out.
So I figured I could free up a little mental space by stiffing you good folks for a while. It’s not like you pay me, sheesh! Last time anybody paid me for anything, it was the U.S. Census, and considering how many hours I trained, and considering how quickly I quit once the actual job started, and how much aggravation I caused poor, earnest Keith, the supervisor — well, that was a sheer, unadulterated waste of taxpayer resources.
Hmm, maybe I do kind of owe you something. If you pay taxes. Or if you are Keith.
Something did happen, though: I got my 100th subscriber to this blog! I wanted to send her a present to show my appreciation. While I was figuring out what to have silkscreened onto the butt of the celebratory pair of pants, though, I lost a subscriber. Now I only have 99 again. So there you go.