'Bred Crumbs

But Before the Cherry Event, the Chastity Event

Overheard, a man on a cell phone walking down the sidewalk. Based on his tone of voice, only the second sentence of the following was meant to be a joke. The rest was a clear case of as-a-matter-of-fact-I-can't-hear-you-now.

"A cherry event? What, you help someone pop a cherry?"

(Pause)

"Oh, a chariot event."

(Pause)

"A charity event."

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So, in the finest American tradition, I tried to correct one extreme with another, and follow my big blogging lapse with a daily regimen. And it lasted, what, a week and a half? Just like whenever I start "going back to the gym." (Oh yeah? Tell me, how long do your resolutions last, punk?)

Still, goal achieved: for better or worse, I'm blogging again. Or so it would seem.

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