I am a very bad owner. If you were human, you would have been taken to child services several months ago. Luckily, the only side effect of my neglect has been hate mail from those readers whose quality of life has been drastically reduced during our absence. Several things have happened since we last spoke including a weather change, a few holidays and the fact that:
I joined Facebook.
You see, I went on a journey to find myself, yet needed only to travel a few clicks to discover what life is really about: perusing Facebook. I’m not sure why I really care about knowing when an acquaintance has added a new favorite quote to his page, but I do. I often wonder why I spend time looking at a distant colleague’s weekend photos. Why do I enjoy creating useless “groups” that only exist to garner a cheap laugh?
Don’t worry, this new friend doesn’t possess your decency or resilience; I’m sure it’s a temporary fix. What’s important is I’m back and committed to giving us another try.
Fun factor: 10+