Wait...What?

The good news is, we're obviously not dead. I've read a whole lot of blogs over the past few weeks to see how they deal with the apologia of absence, and i'm not impressed. All this crap about "so sorry i was gone, dear reader" and "i know you must miss me."

Bullshit.

I know we've got two readers, and that of those two, only one of them can read.


I'm okay with that.

But in case you, sole reader of the blog, are interested at all--i promise we'll be back in action soon. We've been a little busy ---Q got religion, C is still in rehab, and Z is going to audition for American Idol. Sorry.

To tide you over, i pose this question: If the democrats cave (again) and Paris Hilton goes to jail, does David Spade still get to have his own show? And if Jerry Falwell dies, do we rethink our original "Gilmore Girls Ends in Style" headline, Washington Post? Is National Bingo Night really happening? And what the hell is this?



Discuss amongst yourself.