What is this, 1997?
The lack of posts as of late isn't my fault, people. It's Blogger. Their site has been crawling for the last week or so, turning the simple act of posting a story into a Herculean task. Or maybe it's more of a Sisyphusian ordeal. I'm not sure. But I'm positive that even if Hercules and Sisyphus teamed up (are you listening, Hollywood?), they would have trouble posting something. Blogs all over are reeling. It took a ridiculous amount of time just to post this little blurb. And don't even try posting a picture. Hopefully this shitbox free hosting site will soon get their act together so that I can more efficiently run my free webpage that I don't pay anything for.
Just to whet your appetites, subjects of some of the upcoming posts I have in the works include, but are not limited to:
*Stephen Hawking's belief that we need to colonize the moon, and quickly
*"Screech" from "Saved by the Bell's" alleged 10" penis and his attempts to stave off foreclosure on his home in Milwaukee
*"Breasts: Why Men Like Them"
Ok, that last one is made up. But the others will be heading your way soon, pending technological problems being ironed out on Blogger's end.