Happy birthday, baby blog! (And happy birthday to me, too.) It's the first anniversary of the birth of this blog! I've had so much to say that I haven't written, and I've written so much when I had nothing to say. Some of the topics I've wanted to approach but haven't found the time to have been:
-the in-transition transexual we found in the woods when I was in college, and how there's a picture of me on the internet from that day that I discovered only recently
-playing Scruples and realizing that the human race may actually have seen ethical improvements since 1987
-a review of "Sleep No More," an interactive adaptation of Macbeth that can only be described as a waking nightmare, custom-built on my deepest fears
-and many more!
But, alas, I have decided to really not post from work anymore since, frankly, I've been working a lot harder. And there's that paper I signed saying I wouldn't.
I haven't been posting from home because I try to limit my computer face-time.
Sooooooooo....happy birthday, you freakin' blog.
AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTOPHER WALKEN!