Um, Happy New Year?
January 12, 2007 5:56 PM
You're probably wondering where I've been for the past 3 weeks. Or you haven't. But, for the sake of my ego, let's pretend you have.
I meant to write this sooner, but during the holiday break, an actual airplane crashed into my house. Don't worry, no one was hurt, but there was a giant squid that was flying cargo, and he wrapped his tentacles around me and forced me to write a piece on how the calamari industry is rife with unfair practices. And you try typing 1000 words by nearly being crushed to death. It takes a few weeks.
Okay, so some of the above isn't true...but the first clause in the first sentence is.
My new year’s resolution was: no more procrastination. Problem is, I kept putting off making a resolution till JUST RIGHT NOW. So, I promise to keep you abreast more often of my lunacy, meandering thoughts, poignant epiphanies and any other adjective-noun combos you'd like to supply yourself.
I just realized where the whole "airplane" idea came from—I'm off to the airport to go meet with one of our networks about a series renewal. The numbers are good, but I'm still nervous. I assume, however, that getting the series picked up will be slightly less taxing and debilitating than being crushed by a giant squid.
Yes, I said "slightly."
To all of you out there, I hope that 2007 is going well and will just get better. I promise to keep you posted on how it goes for me...