This experimental return to blogging is tougher than I thought it might be.
For one thing, I am in front of a computer far less often than I used to be. I’ve spent a total of 10 hours in my own home in the last two weeks, and that is being generous.
House-sitting for the Grandparents has been a pleasure; cable television, comfy chairs just perfect for reading, and full use of a great kitchen.
When I haven’t been here at the familial homestead, I’ve been off at J’s spending time at our favorite restaurants and getting a little too drunk. She really is the best friend ever. For real, for real.
Aside from all this time away, I just wonder which angle to take. Do I want to stay a slice o’ lifer? Should I pen screeds condemning McCain’s painfully obvious RINOism? Will my never-ending Dark Night of the Soul be interesting? How about this battle for a firm sense of self? A layman’s Freakonomics?