Someone suggested that perhaps I rename the blog Bald & Sporadic. Since I like B&E as an abbreviation, Bald & Elusive may work better.
We’re Christmas celebrators in our family, so Merry Christmas to the B&E readers who also celebrate Jesus/Santa-style. To those who don’t do the Christmas, I offer a general Happy Holidays. And to those who really think there’s a war on Christmas, I either ask you to take a good, objective look around you and reassess your position, or I offer you the heartiest “Shove it up your gaping assholes” for the Season.
I’ve spent the last week or so in Kansas, visiting Ma, who had a pretty serious health scare. I’m happy to report that she’s now out of the hospital and on the mend. She might even be better than she’s been in months, actually.
But our family gets a bit gun-shy when it comes to health issues during the holiday season. But hey, that’s just a byproduct of my having a father who passed away Christmas morning. Merry Christmas to us!
Anyway, I know that I’ve been a bit lax about the B&E of late, and I’ve been apologizing, or refusing to apologize, for months now.
I’ll probably take a good look at my dedication to this here blog as we turn to 2012 next week. With a job that requires a great deal of writing, along with several writing projects going at once that I’m quite enjoying, I’m not sure how dedicated I want to be to this thing anymore.
Still, it’s a useful medium for those times that I’m stuck or bored or angry, or if I’ve just got a silly something I want to toss off. (Which, if your mind is as dirty as mine, makes it sound like I refer to my private area as a “silly something.” I don’t. At least not until now.)
So no decisions about Bald & Effective/Elusive just now.
But thank you — all five of you — for reading B&E and happiest holidays to you. My Christmas Day will be spent with a quick morning visit to my dad’s cemetery plot, a delicious Swedish pancake breakfast, and an aeroplane flight back to New York City, where I plan to greet the missus (who didn’t join me for this emergency visit) with an enormous embrace and then enjoy a Christmas dinner of delicious cullen skink.