Stop the World, I Want to Get Off!

What the hell? You'd have thunk I had fallen off of the face of the earth for 6 months(or more). But never fear, gentle reader, the biscuit is well, if not worn out.

I swear to GOD, I will perform a Herculean catching up feat(feet? fete?) as soon as I get to Corvallis, Oregon on Thursday night. Don't even bother asking....no one knows where that is unless they had the misfortune of going to the University of Oregon. Actually, I'll let you know how misfortunate they were(or not).

Sufficeth to say, I'll be blaming someone else for all of this, and rightfully so (you know who you are!)

Here's the reader's digest version:
Scuba -> great
Peru -> better than great (wait until you see the pics!)
Job -> still sucking ass, but at a higher wage and title
Lovelife -> alternately sucking ass and better than great
Hockey -> definitely NOT sucking ass
Family -> last grandparent gone (hell, he was 92. what do you want?)

Tune in next week, same bat time, same bat channel; unless you have Tivo, in which case you can just go about your normal life and tune in when you feel like it.