When last I spoke, you read, I was getting over the loss of my cellphone, my constant companion for nearly five years. I still don't have one, and have no plans to get one until February. But I am abandoning the series where I blogged about not having the phone because... I think we all know I am full of shit, right? I never say I am going to write about something then write just about that. The phone thing was a happy accident that was supposed to lead into a bigger daily story about something else I wanted to write. The snowball effect of not being able to communicate is something that fascinates me.
Then evil descended on a small town in Connecticut. My story, my idea seemed small and had elements that would seem crass and otherwise wrong in light of recent events, so I have decided to fold it and put those elements into a new writing project that I will start soon. I hope you will be patient as I revise and get that ready.
The other thing I am also late for this week is the podcast. Yeah. It's late again. After we planned and recorded early and everything, it still is not out as of this writing, but I hope to be out soon. There are a whole slew of reasons this one did not come out on time, but you can boil them down to me working on other projects or simply being lazy. I hope you can forgive me. It should be up soon.
And that's it. Everything. Lot of wah, wah, whining, half-assed apologies, and a simple declaration that shit ain't done. I hope the break for the holidays I am about to take will change that and I can get caught up, but I also have a fair bit of laundry to do... We shall see.
Thank you all for reading my rambling. I hope you are safe, warm and happy. And if you are not, I send you virtual happy in a jar. Now stay in and read a book.