What happened to the black suitcase, in the middle of the back staircase, where he's hiding, and acting like nothing is wrong? Where'd he go? There he goes, Mr. Jones, suddenly gone -- Alexz Johnson, Mr Jones

Oh for the love of…

So I finally start writing again after the strikes, and boom, my web host goes down for like a day and a half last Wednesday, and then again for about six hours this past Tuesday. Plus, I’m currently working a modified schedule, so I only have so much time available.

And what with the holiday, I feel like maybe it would be okay for me to be a bit lackadaisical before addressing the triumphant appearance of everyone’s favorite I Can’t Believe It’s Not Twilight vampire.

See you next week.

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