Drip, drip, drip!

In case you haven’t noticed, I am going on a short blogging diet (not a complete fast, though) for a week or so.  Please don’t leave me!  Please be here when I get back!  I just have to finish up a big project, and my poor brain is overloaded.   Every time I drop in something like “remember to pick up milk,” something else, such as “remember to pick up daughter,” leaks out.

So I figured I could free up a little mental space by stiffing you good folks for a while.  It’s not like you pay me, sheesh!  Last time anybody paid me for anything, it was the U.S. Census, and considering how many hours I trained, and considering how quickly I quit once the actual job started, and how much aggravation I caused poor, earnest Keith, the supervisor — well, that was a sheer, unadulterated waste of taxpayer resources.

Hmm, maybe I do kind of owe you something.  If you pay taxes.  Or if you are Keith.

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Something did happen, though:  I got my 100th subscriber to this blog!  I wanted to send her a present to show my appreciation.  While I was figuring out what to have silkscreened onto the butt of the celebratory pair of pants, though, I lost a subscriber.  Now I only have 99 again.  So there you go.