To the six of you who actually read the fucking thing, don't sweat it -- I'm not ending the bastard anytime soon. I've even got five entries in the can and ready to post, when I have time. Which I don't, is the problem. And instead of busting my ass and giving myself a heart attack to throw something up every night this week, I'm just gonna let it ride for a few days until things settle down a little around here. It'll be back up and entertaining the bored and easily amused before you can read the collected works of Jack Robinson.
As always, those of you who really do care what I write, thanks eternally for your support and sorry about the delay. Won't be long, I hope.
Now to go scream at my fucking neighbors, or just call the goddamn cops.