Saturday, 22 April 2017
I've had a few people ask me over the past day or so if I'm ok. Apparently if I don't post a story for over a week, some people get worried about my health or something. Allow me to assure everyone quite clearly:
But there have been a few problems lately that have interfered with my usual plans for weekly updates. Well, two problems actually. Two very large problems.
1) People haven't really been acting very stupid around me over the past weeks. I know that may seem hard to believe considering what you've read about my clientele. Yes, there have been the usual drunk drivers, stabbings, falling off bar stools, etc. But there are only but so many ways I can make the same scenario seem different and interesting enough to warrant another post.
1) I've been on vacation. No, I won't say exactly where I was (and who wants a mental image of me half naked on a beach anyway), but what I will say is that I learned that my middle school teacher was right: it IS hot near the equator.
If you're paying close attention, you'll notice both problems labeled #1. That's because I can't decide which is the more important reason for no recent update. Don't misunderstand, I can always sit on a beach and write blog stories, but only if I have good enough material, and only if I really feel like it, which I didn't.
The fruity drink with the umbrella sticking out the top may have had something to do with my newly acquired apathy. Hm.
Regardless, not to worry, though. I'm back in town and back in business. And doubtless my subjects will give me plenty of blog fodder in 3...2...1...
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