"The Frayed Ends Of Sanity"

After two days without e-mail or Internet access, I'm back online. For those curious, the computer problems weren't mine, but that of a computer in the house where I was staying.

Please accept my half-hearted apologies for the lack of explanation as to my whereabouts in my previous post, but I don't like to broadcast where I'm going to be at certain times. It's bad enough that I've used my real name on this blog. D'oh! I can't have you creeps visiting my house and wearing my wife's underwear on your head when I'm gone, can I?

Anyway, MY computer is fine. I kissed it when I got home today. Reunited and it feels so good...

It's strange to think that just a few years ago, there was no widespread e-mail or Internet access. In today's world, going without contact with the 'net for a few hours can feel incredibly isolating — for me, at least — and I suspect that some of you incurable computer junkies are worse off than I. Plus, during the last several days (or, as I refer to it: the dark period that we don't talk about), I didn't really have an opportunity to catch the news on TV, so I was completely out of it for a few days. I now know what inmates feel like when they're released after a lengthy sentence.

Please tell me that Brad and Angelina are still together!!

If those crazy kids can't make it, what hope to the rest of us have?