The Slog Deferred


I was planning to follow up last year's State of the Blog post with another edition today, but serious real-world stuff has taken precedence. And that's something of a lowercase-s slog itself, which I'll write about eventually; for now, though, finishing up an essay on bloggery existentialism is the last thing on my mind. While I'm not putting up the Campbell's Cream of Mushroom can or the flaming bottle of Devil Tylenol from Hell just yet, as they feel too flippant, activity here will be light to nonexistent for the indefinite future. 

3 comments:

Joan Crawford said...

I hope everything is all right, Blam. Happy Valentimes!

Teebore said...

Hope things are okay! If there's anything I can do, let me know.

Blam said...


Thanks, guys... As you've probably seen me post by now, my grandfather passed away on Saturday after a long decline in health and nonetheless-sudden progression into unresponsiveness. It was a blessing in that he's no longer suffering, but still an inconceivable loss; we're all (my grandmom and mother and sister and cousins and I) still sort-of swimming through some weird version of life as we don't know it.