USUALLY THERE'S MORE TO SEE, BUT THE DOG ATE MY HOMEWORK

I must offer sincere apologies to anyone who might have cruised by this blog after reading my recent story about the spunkiest hobo dog ever, but I've been moving house from the snug (and occasionally smug) bubble of Arcata to the mean streets of Eureka and haven't had a lot of spare time recently. Hell, it's summertime. What the hell are you doing with your ass glued to a chair in front of a computer? Go out and get some fresh air, play with the kids.

There, don't you feel better now?