Might As Well Face It, You're Addicted To Blog

I must say that sitting here all day in front of my computer yesterday without being able to blog was downright maddening. (It's different on the weekends when I'm out and about.) By the end of the day, I felt rather like a cow that has missed its regular milking. So if I'm a little more, er, gabby today than usual, I hope you'll understand.

Meanwhile, I wanted to extend our thanks to all of you who dropped a line in the Tasty-Bits (TM) Mail Sack. In particular, I understand that our absence nearly caused a riot among the Crack Young Staff over at the Hatemonger's Quarterly. On the other hand, Chan the Bookish Gardener provided the Mom-and-chicken-soup touch. (I have a very clear mental image of Chan reading our site. I can just see the slight smile and the shake of the head, and hear the muttered "Oh, those boys....") And in particular, I wanted to send some big Llama Yips! to our pal Freakin' Jen, who very gallantly offered to let us come over and play at her house. Fortunately for her carpets and upholstery, it looks like we won't need to take her up on this.

Thanks to all of you. Yip! Yip! Yip!

Of course, it wasn't all sweetness and light. A certain Cake-Eating Miss Smartypants is continuing with her slanderous obsession about a certain improbable menage a trois. We're gonna get you, Kathy!