Riding Man. 8/27/2007
Someone delivered a book to me yesterday, and I shall be reviewing it in here soon(ish).
In the meantime, the reason I’ve been away was professional, personal and medical. Work was getting in the way, with my daily grind consuming more and more of my slack time, and what little slack time I had left being eaten away with eating. My personal affairs could be better, although they have much improved, and are continuing to improve slowly but surely. To the point where I might actually consider thinking about perhaps possibly contemplating the nuance of a notion of a thought to buying another superbike. No, there’s nothing wrong medically with me, except that the voices in my head have quieted down to a background murmur these days, and when they start raising the volume I can usually beat them off with the mental equivalent of a stick.
So, for those of you who came back, to find this place covered in dust, I am sorry, and can only hang my head in witnessing your disappointment. I hope you will come back again, and I can continue to regale you with the Snark’s version of snarkitude.
I thank you for your patience. But for now, for a while, the Snark is back.