The Weight Is Over

Obstetricians: Please STOP bringing newborn babies to the produce department of the downtown Jewel-Osco store. Thank you.

So it's been a new President and three cable bills since I updated this thing. Why the delay? Part laziness, part being too busy writing for money to give away my musings for free. Pub Quiz questions mostly, but I'm also getting decent writing assignments at my regular job of work. Which is cool.

Two other factors have joined forces to act as a sort of writers blogk:

• A lot of what strikes me to write about is just petty complaining which, even when done in lighthearted jest, seems inappropriate considering the current national mood.
  
  See how I just lumped the entire nation into the blog readership? Cool.


• Much of the above-referenced complaints or semi-interesting anecdotes are about people in my life, many of whom read the blog ... so I'm hesitant to risk hurt feelings by publicizing what might be considered gossip. That's what childish passive aggression in regular email is for.
  
  I'm not talking about you, by the way -- I mean other people. Obviously.

Those are just hyperanalytical rationalizations for not making the proper time to write some dopey bits here, I know. Please don't feel compelled to absolve me of those hangups in your comments. I appreciate the fact that some people looked forward enough to these posts to miss them when the well dried up, so I'm making a President's Day Resolution to do better.

Thanks for hanging in there with it.