It's 19 days into 2008, and I found myself about five different times thinking "I should write about this." And four of those times I thought "I used to have a blog; maybe I should write it there." (The fifth time I thought "Nobody wants to read about men's nipples.")
My good friend Slev Dupre (note: not his real name ... I think) used to write for a site I ran long, long ago, and he's a great storyteller. He stopped writing when the site went under, or at least he stopped writing in a venue I could access. And besides, the nice people in the white coats only gave him crayons after a while, which I understand hampers the creative process. But he's better now, and he's started blogging again at The Nude Bone, which is kind of a sick title for one's blog if you ask me.
Anyway, he's started blogging again. And my other co-conspirator, John Avelis (note: his real name ... I think) had been writing for a while at Coffee and Diapers about his post-childbirth life in the smallest state in the Union. I wonder if he knows about this Coffee and Diapers -- somewhat diametrically opposed to his, but I imagine he'd be supportive of this story (or at least its headline).
So what the hell, I'm thinking ... maybe I'll start posting again. But I'll only do it if I get to post some pictures at the same time, and guess what? It's my blog, so I can do what I want.
Consider this my return to the internets.
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welcome back!
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