Ah, 9/11. What a memorable day. I was asleep in my rented rowhome in Philadelphia when Cory Lidle flew that accursed plane into the Empire State Building. After I woke up, my girlfriend and I went to the South Street Diner and then did some shoe-shopping on the Main Line. True story.
So here's the difficulty I've found writing daily blog entries. In order to properly infuse them with humor (I believe the word for this process is "humiliation"), I need access to all of the internets, that gloomy world where links reside. Unfortunately,---
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[sigh]
You know what? I don't think I'm going to do this. I thought that the "pressure" of having to deliver an amusing/compelling entry every day would be worthwhile as a writing exercise, but I've found it frustrating and block-inducing. So I'll just write when I feel like it. Consider "picture explainer" on hiatus. Sorry, Ed.
For now, if I have something I inexplicably* want to broadcast to a strangely* faceless and ironically* monolithic non-entity, I'll just write a note on Facebook.
See you in 2012. In hell!
* - At the very least, this blogging exercise has been useful in helping me realize that I habitually* use adverbs as a stylistic crutch.
ostensibly* the firefly parade has done him in
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