Today I decided to usher in a new era of blog posts by drooling all over my down comforter. I know my many loyal readers have patiently wondered how I would return to the world of e-based autobiographical updates. You probably believed my return would resemble the awe and raw spectacle of a written Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, and it is more than obvious my drool-soaked bedding surpassed every expectation. I’m sure this information is a gift on par with the printing press or aviation, but please refrain from offering your accolades. I am a man of the people, and I’m happy to drool all over a down comforter halfway through a Chargers game.
I'm going to try to write more.
