You're probably wondering why I'm here, why I'm not lying prostrate in a ditch somewhere, like nature always intended for me. It's simple really, math simple, even:
If, (amount of sex being had) > 0
Then, (everything else) = 0
And, since the past three months saw an average of 0.000327 Joules of sex, there has been no blog writing in that time. I mean, when a girl offers you 0.0327% percent of her vajayjay, you have to reshift your priorities.
It's actually rather difficult to back into the saddle, so to speak, but public writing is a good habit for anyone to have, so I will invigorate my feeble blog-writing muscles with a 150 word post about writing in the blog. There's really precious little reason you should still be reading.
There may or may not be a few changes happening. For instance, the colors of the blog may or mayn't have changed to blue and gray, the most obstreperous colors in the spectrum. The title is now The Peripatetic, meaning me. This reflects a change from a literary modus vivendi, to one of education (both ways, teaching and learning) and travel (in all directions but one because I abhor digging).
Actually, that's about all that will change. You, dear reader, in the singular, will still be subjected to my ineluctable political and film rants disguised as clever insight. Probably some rancorous bitching about atheistic affairs as well. (I'm a fun guy to be around.)
Now, the only challenge is going to come from caring enough to write for the four people that read this. (They are, in no particular order: myself, my friend Steve, my mom, and myself. Thanks guys.)
A list I composed of things I want to write about but make no promises that I will do so:
Star Trek review
Let the Right One In review
Visitor Q review
Drag Me to Hell review
A Tale of Two Sisters review
Dear Salvador, Time Management for Dummies
Dear Salvador, The Female Orgasm: Myths and Also Myths
This "Preventative Detention" bullshit
This "Dr. Tiller getting killed" bullshit
This "In god we trust" bullshit
The many reasons why Obama is worse than Bush
And, I suppose I should tout my other worthless blog, Duck Pudding. Cheers.