Slow

I had two choices, start blogging again or delete this damn thing.  Talking about myself won.  How I've gone almost a year without an entry is easy to explain.  I've been busy.  You know...Pinterest, Facebook, Patron, my cat.  It's Saturday night, I'm watching 48 Hours, icing my knee.  Not my bad knee, that I dislocated, the good one that I twisted not whilst actually working out but in the process of getting a magazine to read while working out.  I'm special.  I've got a long list of blog posts to write.  I don't want to overwhelm my readers--there are many, I'm guessing upwards of 2--with too many posts in one day.  I'll take this slow.