Blogging, and why I've been such a lazy ass...

As always, I apologize for the time away. Over the last month, I've gotten a job, had my car totaled, had a birthday, and generally been running around like an insane person. I will endeavor to tell the long and sordid tale of my first quarter in the city so nice they named it twice (Manhattan, of course, being the other name), but I just wanted you to know that I'm alive, albeit a little more battered (and fried) than I was when last I posted.

Also, I am now writing blogs for work. I've discovered that one of the consequences of using your blog as evidence of your writing ability is that writing a blog can sometimes become part of your job. On the bright side, this gives me a reason to write regularly--on the downside, there are some things that one cannot (or, at least, should not) connect with one's job. With that in mind, I will continue to write here from time to time, particularly when I need to vent about the little shits who totaled my Mustang, the bastard who threw a hypodermic on my front stoop, and the fact that people in the ghetto drive very slowly and very illegally (holdovers from a quadriped-based transportation grid?).

So, anyway, I will do my best to keep in touch. Thank you for continually checking in, and all your generous and thoughtful e-mails.