I’m going on vacation, guys. I’ll be off the grid for about a week.
Unlike when I went to the Dominican Republic, I will not be setting up auto blogs this time.
To be honest I’ve felt kind of uninspired lately and feel like I’ve been forcing a lot of my recent blogging. Which in some ways is a good thing. I mean, I started this blog for me, as a way to make myself write. If I’m staying true to the purpose of the blog, I should force myself when I have to, and accept that not every post can be a gem.
At the same time, I want to feel good about what I’m putting up here, and I want you to like it, or maybe even like like it, and then get it drunk and propose to it and have 10,000 of its babies. So I think a break will do me good, get the creative juices flowing.
[I’m referring, of course, to wine.]
Speaking of which, I’ll finally have time to figure out how to pour myself into the Wine Rack without spraining a nipple.
And to spend some quality time with Jeff's new 'stache, which kind of makes me laugh but also kind of turns me on (I blame Tom Selleck).
It’s win-win, really. For you guys too -- imagine a whole week without worrying about accidentally subjecting your young-but-old-enough-to-read children to my abundant profanity... a week in which you are not, for once, subjected to announcements about the latest camel toe-hiding technology. You are welcome.
Calgon, take us away!