Tuesday, August 28, 2007
I'm Not Dead
So, um, hello. How's everyone doing? Sorry I just sort of disappeared after the Super Bowl. But, I'm alive. And so is the Blah. I just needed a break from the whole "blogging" thing. Of course, the smart thing would have been to tell everyone that I'd be taking a 6+ month vacation instead of going the "randomly stop writing altogether" route. Which, by the way, is an awesome way to keep up site traffic. Ah well. But this "no new posts" nonsense has gone on long enough. Now you can tell your friends that the Blah is back. And watch as they stare blankly at you and say, "... what?" By the way, thank you (I think) for all the emails asking if I killed myself because the Bears lost in the Super Bowl. I responded to some. But for the most part, I just avoided the Blah altogether. Which led to my inbox filling up with 13,000 or so emails. Seriously. Of course, only a sprinkling were from concerned readers. The rest were from eager, highly legitimate companies, and their tempting offers of "stvrech her out wit ur big dikk", "Cheap Meds, Guaranteed Results" and "Re: BSBB&q>!*!B2>?PPB". So if you didn't get a response, I apologize.
Anyway, I'm finding all of this "why I didn't write" nonsense a little awkward. The good news is, I had a lot of things going on. I didn't just sit in a dark room, wearing a Devin Hester jersey, rocking back and forth. For one, plans for redesigning the site have been set in motion. Of course, you see how quickly we do things here, so don't hold your breath (as they say). Also, my penis grew 2" ... wider. Oh, I did a lot of charity work too. In the late Spring, I walked around college campuses and let the hot chicks rub oil on my muscles. I also spent a little over a month teaching prostitutes how to parasail. I mean, you want to talk about rewarding ... those skanks sure are eager to learn.
So, the site is back. Maybe not "writing" "everyday" back. But back nonetheless. Although, I'm not so sure about Mike D. He may be relegated to "guest poster". He's been bunkered down somewhere designing this new-age vibrator with a 10,000 volt back-pack power generator. "The Regulator", I think it's called. I don't know. Anyway, it's my show now. So 60% of the time, I'll be writing every time. And I'm as happy as a girl scout at a pony show.
P.S. I couldn't decide what kind of image to go with. So I opted for "horse running on beach". Because it's romantic. Also because I couldn't find a shot of "horse shitting on beach". But I'll keep looking.




