Not because it is inappropriate or because you are at work and have things that you should be doing. That has no bearing on my initial statement. If your choice was between reading this and picking your nose, I would be hard pressed to come up with a convincing argument that you shouldn't have at your brain with your pinky finger via your nostril.
Here I sit, at my computer at midnight writing some inane banter on a blog when I should be in bed sleeping in preparation for the next day's business.
You see, I have about as much business writing this blog entry as you do reading it. This definitely qualifies as an exercise in futility.
I suppose that I should make some sort of attempt to make this entry serve some purpose... here goes:
The last (calculating...) month since my last personal appearance on the blog has been full of events...some would even say that it was eventful. Probably the most exciting thing that happened recently is that we went rock climbing at the local
I think that it should be a tradition for everyone who comes to visit us that while you are out here, you either have to do something dangerous, or get a tattoo. Either event makes for great fun.
Okay, I need to go to bed and walk the dog (besides this post is long enough to last another month).
Talk to everyone later.