Sunday, October 4, 2009

Another One For the X-Files

It's October. If anyone is even reading this blog anymore, my apologies for the radio silence. There is only one explanation and I must be honest and own up to the lack of words on my end: I was abducted by aliens.

All I can say is that I'm happy to be back from the tight confines of the spaceship that hoovered me up from midtown more than a month ago. No more meals of green algae and moon rocks. No more reruns of Three's Company. And no more square dancing. Man, do those aliens love their square dancing.

And polkas.


  1. Naturally. But not before I was visited by the Smoking Man, who, btw, ashes everywhere.