Oh, geez.

Yeah.

Welp.

I.

Well, shit (as my philosophy professor used to say).  Sorry for the total blogging fuckup, guys.  I am, in fact, alive and not - as the duration of the last post's status as the most recent post would suggest - mopey and depressed.

So what exactly have I been doing with all the time I haven't spent blogging? you ask.

I went to the Denver County Fair, where I won a t-shirt and ate a delicious quesadilla and saw a cream-colored donkey with whom I felt a deep inexplicable kinship.

I picked up a terrible part time job that nonetheless pays the bills as it sucks away my patience and goodwill toward my fellow humankind.

I read Mary Roach's hilarious Packing for Mars, Bonk, and Spook, all of which caused me to literally lol as I learned interesting facts about spaceflight, sex research, and the afterlife, respectively. I reread Ender's Game in a single insomniac night. I borrowed Nick's copy of 2001: A Space Odyssey (the book) and devoured that - the movie makes SO MUCH MORE SENSE now.

Most recently, I've been working on opening up an Etsy shop, which contains items like this:

Yes, that's a mug of Nikola Tesla, the electric Jesus.  Yes, that's a reference to a certain drunken video.

Pretty much my shop is just an excuse for me to be as deeply crafty and nerdy as I want.

So now that I've got you all caught up on my life, expect more posts soon.