A New Hope / 9-6-09

I should explain... there are reasons no blog posts appeared here between July 25 and September 4.
No, I did not spend six weeks incarcerated for public urination following an incident at Safeco Field. That's just a mostly inaccurate nasty rumor.
No, I did not spend the month of August sailing around Cape Horn with the family. We barely made it to the Falklands.
No again, I did not remodel my house, crash my computer, or even enroll in rehab, as attractive as that last option sounds. (Replacing two planks on the deck, installing antivirus software and going four days in between alcoholic beverages is about as far as I got on all three of those ventures.)
I just got burned out on writing, that's all. I'm back in the groove again, especially after Friday night's directionless spouting on a topic that makes me so angry I can hardly organize my thoughts.
But I digress, which is no surprise.
I have posts in the works about Ichiro, Taoism, Obama's approval ratings, the swine flu, health care, the Seahawks, my at-last-completed novel, and rankings of U.S. Presidents who've served in my lifetime. All those are coming this week or next. Some tonight.
So you can stop holding your breath.