Yes, the Stereotype Is True
I know the posts have been somewhat sparse in recent weeks. Not that we've had a tremendous legacy of having this blog, but we would like to do a little more than we have (thanks, Zinglebert, by the way, for keeping it going recently).
I can tell you that there's no legitmate reason for us not to post. As bloggers, it's not like we've gone on a family vacation, or enjoyed the warm weather riding a motorcycle, or gone to Las Vegas, or actually played basketball (or any other sport), or worked on projects around the house. We're bloggers: to go with the stereotype, we don't have families, motorcycles are scary machines that only hairy, tatooed gang-members named Skeeter ride, Las Vegas is just some cool place in a movie where George Clooney and Brad Pitt live, and we can't play sports because our muscles have atrophied from non-use. In fact, we've never played any sport, ever. We also have rickets because we don't get enough sunlight, since we live in our mothers' basements.
No, it's easier for most people to believe that since we're bloggers, our inactivity of late must be because we were all at a Sci Fi convention of some sort. Which of course is true: we have been at a Sci Fi convention. Mind you, not a convention dedicated to one particular show or milieu, but to ALL THINGS Sci Fi. Here are some of the titles of sessions at the convention:
"Debating the merits of Greedo shooting first"
"Death Blossom: Weapon of last resort, or new offensive tactic?"
"The future of the past: why can't Sam Beckett leap into the future?"
"Analysis of the most efficient USS Enterprise design"
"Clinical differences between hobbits, gnomes, and dwarves"
"Care and training of your Mog"
Now you see why we haven't posted. Can you blame us? We're bloggers, after all. Isn't that what you expect?
I can tell you that there's no legitmate reason for us not to post. As bloggers, it's not like we've gone on a family vacation, or enjoyed the warm weather riding a motorcycle, or gone to Las Vegas, or actually played basketball (or any other sport), or worked on projects around the house. We're bloggers: to go with the stereotype, we don't have families, motorcycles are scary machines that only hairy, tatooed gang-members named Skeeter ride, Las Vegas is just some cool place in a movie where George Clooney and Brad Pitt live, and we can't play sports because our muscles have atrophied from non-use. In fact, we've never played any sport, ever. We also have rickets because we don't get enough sunlight, since we live in our mothers' basements.
No, it's easier for most people to believe that since we're bloggers, our inactivity of late must be because we were all at a Sci Fi convention of some sort. Which of course is true: we have been at a Sci Fi convention. Mind you, not a convention dedicated to one particular show or milieu, but to ALL THINGS Sci Fi. Here are some of the titles of sessions at the convention:
"Debating the merits of Greedo shooting first"
"Death Blossom: Weapon of last resort, or new offensive tactic?"
"The future of the past: why can't Sam Beckett leap into the future?"
"Analysis of the most efficient USS Enterprise design"
"Clinical differences between hobbits, gnomes, and dwarves"
"Care and training of your Mog"
Now you see why we haven't posted. Can you blame us? We're bloggers, after all. Isn't that what you expect?
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