My column didn't run in the Roxborough Review last week, due to a confluence of several events that I should probably list here to throw you off the fact that I really just missed my first deadline since the day Evan was born. The earthquake, the hurricane, the Labor Day weekend, my vacation, the ensuing flooding. At least one of those things had something to do with the column not running.
Since this blog is a week behind the paper version of the column, even though we're back on schedule for the print version this week, I need to take this week off from the blog to get the schedule synced up again. My apologies that my degeneracy has prevented you from reading about 630 words that may or may not have made any sense.
Still, how can you be mad at me when you're looking at this picture?
You can't. It's not possible.
'Til next week!
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After returning from the Hinterlands, NOW you're going to pull out the "how can you be mad when you're looking at this picture" excuse for no post?
ReplyDeleteYou're correct. One can't be mad.
No fair! Playing the cute little blond boy card is cheating. Why not just say "the dog ate my blog"?
ReplyDeleteIt's detention for you, buddy!