Where are the clones when you need them? Lollygagging, for sure. I wish I could blame everything on aliens, but right now I'd have to say The Galactic Overlord is the culprit. The Galactic Overlord that pays my salary.
I want to be blogging but I have deadlines. Those dreaded deadlines.
One, I have a feature story to write for The Magazine. And an editorial letter.
Two, I need to get crackin' on my Big Secret Book. Yeah, that one I almost never talk about.
So . . .
I'll be back soon. Meanwhile, I'm going to have to leave you cyber-children alone for a little while. Play nice. Don't press too many delete buttons. And remember the Internet is your friend.
Sometimes.
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