8 Months of silence

8 months of silence will be broken tonight out of necessity. Allow me to elaborate: my roommate's girlfriend has been all over him about his blog. HIS blog? Excuse me? No, no, no, no. HIS computer - MY blog!!

"Where is the blog? My friends miss it. My mother misses it. The tall kid misses it." Blah, blah, blah. Seriously. My roommate's girlfriend confronts him at least four times a week wondering about the D.C.'s World blog. Where is it? Why did it go away? We all luuuv it! How come it's gone. (And again . . . ) - Blah, Blah, Blah. Like my roommate has ANYTHING to do with my blog. HA!

Jeesh. Let's reflect on a few things, shall we? The last time I posted anything, summer break was in full swing, the puggle beast was inside the house, the baby was crawling and grabbing with the efficiency and effectiveness of a bulldoziarian-type robotic claw monster, the taller kid was walking from room to room with a brand new guitar playing unintelligible (if not painful) "chord" progressions, and the short curly haired girl was working on and improving her vocabulary and object permanence association skills : hit! chase! no! stomp! hit! chase! In my mind, I could only believe that in her subconsciousness she could only be generating and figuring out words like: kill, smother, torture, mutilate, and maim.

I had to take a break, people. I had to lay low. I couldn't stick around waiting to be injured, harmed, or even killed.

The baby walks now; the tall kid now can play Bon Jovi on guitar, the short curly haired girl speaks in complete sentences, the short kid with glasses and the tall pretty girl continue to seem harmless, but you never really know.

I had to lay low for awhile in order to keep it all together. Craziness, folks. Craziness. I hope you all understand - or at least accept - my hiatus.

More later. I promise.