Dear Margaret,
Yeah, so i'm back. Back here, from... i
don't know. Been to too many places, actually. And no, we haven't really been
apart in the "apart" sense of the word. But i'm back here at this
little blog.
So here's the challenging part of coming
back to blog for the nth time, after letting it gather cyber-dust for the nth time,
waving off cyber cobwebs for the nth time. Hard to remember where you left off
mentally. And no, it isnt as simple as reading back and taking it from there. Especially
not since i dont have any delusions about what caliber of writer i am/am not.
But back i am, and there you are reading
this (along with the 5 or something other people who actually bother with this
pathetic blog).
So much to talk about... comics, movies, food,
relatives, friends... and life in general, i guess.
Will i actually bother to write this time? I
sure hope so. Thoughts cross my busy and twisted brain a lot. Some are too private
for facebook and too long for twitter. And yes, probably too long for facebook
as well. Anyways... so off we go once again, and give this little Broken Record another
spin.
* * * * * *
It's another boring and lonely weekend up
in the hills by myself again. Thank Heavens for Facetime on the iPad, and you
for giving me your weekend rock star best.
I love you.
Dad
