I regret to inform my loyal readers that I will be taking a blogging hiatus that will last approximately twelve hours or so. Perhaps less. The reasons are unimportant. But after talking with my therapist about it, we’ve concluded that blogging has stressed me out. I need to get out in the world for a little bit and find myself. Of course, while this kind of thing is something that the average person would take days, weeks, or sometimes months to get through, I’m happy to tell you that I’m a pretty decisive guy. Twelve hours of contemplation. Twelve hours of reading that Po Bronson book, Get Off Your Ass and Do Something With Your Life. And then I’ll be happy to emerge from my private jetliner and kneel down before the lord like Eldridge Cleaver.

Apologies in advance for any inconveniences this may cause.


  1. Dude! Try blogging every few days like I tend to do. Online journal entries should be a reflection of thoughts and life, not the total of your thoughts and life.

    Liked the last entry, by the way.

  2. Just remember, Eldridge Cleaver started raping his neighbors, went to jail and assembled an arsenal before he got it all together. So, you know, take it easy.

  3. Well, closing up shop sometimes led to jarring ideological shifts or abandonment of the almighty recipe altogether. A concern of mine, particularly directed to other faithful link-slilngers. But not, as the Hag notes, without problems.

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