Well, I am. All I did was take a little blogging vacation for, like, a week
squared and suddenly everyone in blogland decided to write blog posts behind my back. I thought we had a deal that when I take a break, EVERYONE ELSE, (yeah, I'm talking to you), was supposed to take a break, too. Is it too much to ask that when I return to the bloggy universe I don't have something like 3,938 posts to read if I want to know what happened in my absence?
And, if you must know, I had a perfectly good reason to be gone so long. I was, um... er... abducted by aliens. It's true, I tell you. They've always coveted my rich, blue fur and googly eyes. Everyone does. (Don't think I didn't see you looking at me.)
Also, I have to admit that I was truly touched by the
two hundreds of bloggers who sent me emails or left me comments wondering if I was still alive. In addition to that, I even had an email from someone who said they were unfollowing me because my unexplained absence showed lack of commitment to blogging. Heh. Really? I understand and everything, but when did I ever say I was committed? And, surely, if I said that, I was talking about the kind of committed that involves paper slippers and a hug-yourself jacket. But, hey, I'm sorry if I let anyone down during my alien incarceration.
Anyway, I'm back now, safe and sound, and likely to blog some sort of ridiculousness from time to time, but I'm not committing or anything. I'm just saying it's likely.
By the way, I really did miss you, and I really did read some of your 3,938 posts while I was on the alien mothership. However, it would be very helpful to me if you, (yes, YOU), would just send me an email or leave me a comment with a brief summary of everything that's happened to you while I was away. I'll try not to let myself get sucked into space ever again if you'll promise to forgive me.
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