A long, long time ago...

In a galaxy far away...

I was posting in the black.

Why yes, I did parody a parody...

It's been a while since posting, as you can tell.

Some cosmic forces are bringing me to break my posting silence now.

Today I saw a quote "Get out of my garden." from a song and decided it was a great opening to change my melancholy title.

Don't expect much now.

Mike, if you are RSSed to this blog, or sadly waiting for an update, then I still would like to offer my condolences on your promotion. I hope that it does you well to be there, and more so the queue. I doubt they could have found someone more qualified for it really, you have the knowledge and temperaments to handle it, I believe, I just think it's more of a stress on you than eight years in the oval office is all, heh.

As for the rest of you? I don't know. Only about four of you read this in any case. And why is now beyond me. Don't spend too much time pining after my lost words. Maybe I shall return here some day and slow down my life a little bit.

As to my brother, we need to chat. If you read this, you're in trouble.

That is all.

"Boring conversation anyways..."

EDITOR'S NOTE: I posted this from a MAC, but not just any MAC, Whitney's MAC.