You thought it was over, didn't you? You thought I'd been overcome with laziness and the very idea of writing seemed less surmountable than a climb to the top of Mount Everest. You thought I was washed up, like the all-star relief pitcher Kenny Powers. You have been praying for posts - some begging, some threatening, most just continuing on with their lives as if I never existed but deep down in their soul craving my words.
You know at the end of the first Jurassic Park when Dr. Alan Grant and company look doomed? They are in the lobby of the Jurassic Park complex, surrounded by raptors, about to get eaten as one lunges toward them - when all of a sudden out of nowhere the T-Rex busts through the wall and eats that raptor like a boss? I'm that motherfreaking T-Rex. You never expected me to come back into your lives and save you from the Velociraptor that is boredom, but guess what? I just did.
Yeah I took a few months off. Yeah I've been doing stuff that definitely deserves to be up here. Instead of writing, I've been learning. Spending a few minutes out of the lime-light and out in the shadows only makes you come back stronger. Bruce Wayne did it in Batman Begins, Maverick did it in Top Gun, Rocky did it in Rocky IV, and Simba did it in Lion King. So get ready kids, because I'm about to drop some serious knowledge on you. T-Rex out.
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