Crisis averted, I breathe a sigh of relief. You can't see me, but rest assured I am doing a little "raise the roof" dance like the kitten to the right as I watch the Merciless Sword of Fate drift off to dangle over some other poor bastard's head.
So now that my generic Personal Shit is done, it's time to blog once again. I have to catch up with that wily bastard Chris Sims, the Road Runner to my Coyote, who blogs like every fucking day. It's embarassing, these damn kids are running circles around me.
Well no more! I'm armoring up and riding into battle on my Segway with girded loins and fire in my belly and a glint in my eye and a load in my pants.
Once again, it is ON. And by on, I mean "telling the same six jokes about crappy old comics and passing it off as new material."
Thanks for your patience everybody!
Next: Wolverine vs AIM vs the de-nudifying effect.
Welcome back! I'm glad your generic personal shit is over with, and I hope it worked out for the best.
I am also very scared of "Wolverine Vs AIM Vs the De-nudifying effect". The thought of seeing Wolverine or MODOK having to undergo such a thing fills me with terror. I am fearful.
And lo... Dave said onto them, "I shall blog" And the people rejoiced and he saw that it was good.
Seriously, that's great news. I'm glad things are better!
Just discovered it.
Will have to add it to my links.
Good to see all is well. Can't wait to see more of the de-nudifying effect in action.
Phew. Glad you're off the bong, Daddie-o. Now let's all groove to the magical stylings of Dave.
But Chris Sims doesn't have the cutest kitten in the world OR the highest buckle to article of clothing ratio ever seen on a single blog entry. Welcome back, Dave, you give me what I need.
C'mon, comic boy, make with teh funneh already!!!!
Seriously, welcome back.
YAY! Mr. Campbell's back! Don't sell yourself short, Mr. Campbell--at least I think you're funny...
I had plenty of other things going on: every kind of conceivable sports camp for my kid (including surf camp… oh to live in Southern California and be athletically gifted… will my child ever realize how amazingly lucky she is?). I went to my nephew’s wedding, cried buckets as he said “I Do”, visited loved ones, ate ice cream with my family, reconnected with old friends, drank some really good green juices, and even ran conference calls from the beach parking lot.
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