Back in the saddle again

Here it is, already 8 January and you're only now hearing from me. Quite apropos for your favorite procrastination expert blogger, I suppose. It's really not my fault, though. Seriously. A combination of family vacations, virii and bacterii conspired against me, resulting in the truly appalling lack of noise from this quadrant of the universe.

When my head rose above the sea of various bodily fluids being excreted by myself and those around me, I had 1,000+ unread items in my Google Reader. Even with someone with my supreme speed reading skillz couldn't have gotten through all those posts, written about all the interesting/amazing/disgusting/horrifying crap going on and still maintained what little sanity he had left.

So I marked them all as read. I'm going to pretend the last few weeks didn't occur (except for all the really kool stuff I got to do in the snow) and start off with a clean slate; a freshly wiped mental hard disk, so to speak.

Starting tomorrow (did you expect anything else from a master procratenator?) I'll start to do some serious blogging, stuff that'll blow your mind and make you go, "wow, how come everyone on the planet isn't reading this dude's increadible stuff?". Something like that anyway.