I like to think that you may have noticed that I have not been long on content over the past handful of days. No need to be polite. Surely you must have noticed that I have been experiencing a bit of a dry spell. Anyone who has plunged into the blogosphere, replete with its self-imposed deadlines, understands the abdominal gnawing one feels when the well is dry and it seems as if it will always be so.
In my case, I blame the lack of the morning ground pound, which is when any even arguably original ideas I have usually are born. Unfortunately for me and my muse (and youse), I had a bit of a non-serious, but annoying problem that finally sent me off to see Doctor Doctor. Now, armed with a container of meds and a lecture from Doctor Doctor (“And when had you planned on coming in to see me about this?”), I should be back on the streets and back to blogthinking in a few days.
In the meantime, rest assured that I have been watching the impending meltdown of the Democrat Party. There is nothing quite as sweet as watching Democrats do to each other the kinds of things they always claim, with “righteous” indignation, that Republicans do to them.
I do hope to see youse guys at the Jersey Blogmeet. I do believe that this will be the first time that
Denny, the Grouchy Old Cripple, and I the Elderly Brothers have brought the Soft Food Tour to a venue north of the Mason-Dixon line.