Previously...

When you get called into the internet principal's office for expressing your views about your work and the principal turns out to be nothing more than a blogger with a wildly inflated sense of self-importance and a tiresome ax to grind, it's a little discombobulating when said individual employs a "scorched earth policy"method of retaliation.

 And that's how I spent my summer vacation. In self-imposed blogger "time out". 

 So while I was questioning my reasons for living--as I presumed this person thought I should be doing--  I mostly erased myself from the blogosphere, deleting some decent writing that I didn't have time to save properly. I did this before reminding myself that each of us--God bless us every one!-- has the right to express opinions or relay personal experiences  (popular or not)-- at the risk of sounding like a jagweed while doing so.  However, it took awhile before I came to that realization and as a result I've spent lo these many months reluctant to do more than tool around on Facebook. The possibility that I was fully recovered came to me the other day after a brief, but rejuvenating, foray into political discourse and I apologize to anyone out there who truly believes that Rick Santorum needs to be the next President of the United States. Naturally, you're incorrect on that count, but I regret using the term bunghole.


He's actually much worse than that.

That said, everyone, even the thought sheriffs out there, are under the same obligation to play nicely in the internet sandbox. I'll be doing my best to do that here, but I've been known to play rough in self defense when the situation calls for it.  It probably won't ever come to that, though. Probably.

It's good to be back.