Friday, June 26, 2009

I know. What a jerk.

I realize I’ve ignored you, O blog of linear cheesiness. It’s the timing, you see. There was this little thing that happened. I call it Norah Jane.
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Yes, I realize people who have kids manage to find the time to blog, too. I admit I allowed you to slip. A newborn. School. Work. Yadda yadda yadda. I let you slip. For five months I let you slip. I know it’s not fair but “it is what it is…” ah, and that’s one of the greatest sayings (i.e., clichés) known to man! In fact, you could say “i.e. what it is,” since i.e. can be translated to mean “it is.”
So…it is what it is. What is it? “The condition of state of the present that has to be accepted.” Thank you, Urban Dictionary. It is what it is. Uttered down the lines of history from Cleopatra to Napoleon (Bonaparte, not Dynamite) to the great Kobe Bryant.
So this, my friends, is what IT is. An excuse-laden apology. And a renewed commitment! To what, you ask? To at least post a blog update no longer than—oh—say, a month or two apart.

--R.I.P. Shout Outs to:--
Michael Jackson King of Pop
Farrah Fawcett Blonde Angel
Ed McMahon Ultimate Host
David Carradine Grasshopper Kung Fu
Michael Jackson

Farrah Fawcett

Ed McMahon

David Carradine


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