Another month has flown by with no real blog activity on this end. What can I say? It’s summer. Who wants to do any work in the summer? Not me. I have a strict regiment of sweating to attend to. There’s a lot of perspiration to get done on a tight schedule and I can’t afford to waste any vital melting time on something as frivolous as writing or a career.
Besides, I’ve been glued to the television, hopelessly wrapped up in my soap opera. Sure, the format has taken some hard hits in recent years. As the World Turns is gone; One Life to Live and All My Children have been shuffled off to the netherworld of online broadcasting. But the knuckle-biting high drama continues on C-SPAN as a cast of villains, heroes and hairdos plot against each other in a riveting tale of backstabbing, revenge and debt ceiling hikes. Like sands through the hourglass, so are The Debates of Our Lives.
Pause for dramatic effect, zoom in for a close-up, the music swells, and cut to commercial.
Hopefully the audience will still be there, hanging on every word, by the time we return from this important message from our sponsor.