Since the Anniversary Parade, I’ve kicked back a bit due to family stuff and work-bandwidth-suckage. Yes, that is an IT term. At least some people noticed. You know who you are, and your devotion has been duly noted.
Of course, there was the pilgrimage (parts I, II, III), plus a big party, being glued to the tube over the tragedy of Japan, then the pre-Easter musical* and mom’s birthday, the annual spring ritual of taxes and FAFSA, tons of bad weather, (literally) tons of pollen that drags you down like the chains of Davy Jones, a scary medical test that turned out okay and the never-ending project from H-E-doublehockeysticks that is supposed to go live in two weeks.
Not to mention distractions like this. Be quiet while I feed my addiction.
While I was gone, Trog got his million hits, a reporter got locked in a closet on purpose, Gerard wrote another required reading piece, the Big Brother crap became even more ridiculous, we got to see Smitty’s room at the Bagram Hilton, my 2011 brackets were an epic FAIL, Oregon State University proved that it is run by idiots, and Herman Cain showed why he’s Da Man.
And I got a new phone, which is vexing me greatly. So don’t call me or text me. Or email me or IM me. The thing beeps and chirps and carries on, and I just stare at it, mesmerized by the pretty screen and blinky lights. Yesterday, my friend poked fun saying, “But you’re in IT!’ I said, “Yeah, but I don’t do hardware.”
It may take several hours for a return anything, and that includes factoring in two Advil and another try in the morning.
*This year, Hubster scheduled his Easter musical early, since he had planned to be on a Far East musical tour in April that would have traveled through parts of China and Korea. We all watched as the hand of God protected these men earlier this year, causing the trip to the rescheduled in 2012.