If you had yet to notice, I am writing on OBNUG more frequently. Exhaustive breakdowns of Joe Southwick's moods aren't going to write themselves.
In other words, I need to start writing again---need it like I need another Boise State highlights DVD, which is to say that I don't need it to survive and yet I cannot imagine surviving without it. Confusing? You bet, unless you are a writer and have been in a relationship with words for any period of time. Words are bossy, high-maintenance girlfriends who look absolutely beautiful often enough that you forget how they control your life and make you self-conscious about the way your pants look. Pants are adverbs in this metaphor.
What was I saying again? Oh yeah. I'm going to write. Thank you for letting me take some time off while life intervened. I don't mean to get into great detail, but do know that I played a lot of video games.
I will be manning the good ship OBNUG one day a week, every Thursday for the foreseeable future. Thursdays are Kevan days, is something you can tell your friends. I will do the links and the countdown and probably one or two snarky posts, like today's about feeding tacos to horses. The Internet may not need content like that, but I, ironically, need to make it.
Thanks for honoring my seatbacks.
What'd I miss?