This is how we begin¹.

Jim called me out². I've neglected poor Poncho³ for far too long. I didn't feel too guilty until Jim told me about the time he beat up that old lady in the park so that he could have the last seat on the bus and get home before his computer turned itself off for the night⁴. He also told me a story about using hamburger buns leftovers to smother kittens, but I'm not sure how that was related to how little I've been updating⁵.

So even though I wanted to come back with something really great, this is where it goes from here.




¹Again. Again.
²But not like that.
³That's the zebra. His name is Poncho. Or could you not remember?
⁴I know. I don't think that story makes any sense, either. But you'll have to take that up with Jim.
⁵Unless somehow, through some odd but miraculous scientific breakthrough, kittens can now browse the internet and the kitten was depressed that there was nothing new on this blog. But come on. Let's be realistic. Internet access for kittens is going to come way after the miniature pizzas from Back to the Future.
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