Okay, so it's been a while. A long while. It's been--Jesus, God, February? That's, like, months ago. Months and months. Whoops. Sorry about that.
I'm sorry I abandoned you without notice. That wasn't cool of me. I got pretty busy pretty suddenly. There was work, of course. There's a certain side project that I have going on. (Not really a "comedy" person? Not familiar with Birmingham politics and entertainment? Maybe don't bother clicking that link. But hey, maybe bother. I'm not going to tell you how to live your life.) And I bought a frigging house, which was a surprisingly lengthy and involved project, and now I'm moving into the house, which is an unsurprisingly lengthy and involved project. Is that a thorough explanation? Certainly. Is it an excuse? No, it is not.
But I'm going to try to make up for it as best I can. Between local politics and national politics and that big messy thing that's happened in the Gulf of Mexico and whatnot, there's plenty to be attending to. Also, there's about four months of other articles, events, scandals, hilarities, and atrocities that I keep tucking into a little folder to blog on and then not blogging on. (See? At least I was thinking about you all this time.) So on top of my ongoing other responsibilities, it's back to the blogstone. You'll be able to enjoy commentary on new, current, interesting events, as well as flashback commentary on stuff that's already been discussed to hell and back but I didn't get a chance to put my two cents in. Because I know how important my cents are to you.
So that's my pledge. Note that it's a fairly nonspecific and nebulous pledge, since I'm not sure how much of this I'll be able to crank out at once. But you've got a kind of a pledge, at least, which is worth the ones and zeros it's posted with.
To kick off my return to the blogosphere, I present a new feature I'm calling Mashup Monday, wherein I share some of the awesomest songs ever to come together courtesy of Garage Band. For the inaugural Mashup Monday, 2 Many DJs bring together Kurt Cobain and Beyonce in a way that God never intended.
Nirvana/Destiny's Child - Smells Like Booty
Enjoy, and I'll see you tomorrow. Or Wednesday. Ish. What am I, a machine?