At 9:30 this morning, after getting out of the shower and before making breakfast, I was the recipient of a drunk dial from Baghdad. Actually, I don't know that he was that drunk, but he was certainly enjoying the holiday. What was the purpose of this drunk dial? To point out to me that I hadn't posted in about two weeks, and that was unacceptable. Yes, these are the 4th of July greetings I get from half a world away. Do I offer excuses for my recent absence? No. I've been moderately busy, but no more so than usual. I've started a new job where I actually do work. Maybe that's the culprit? Honestly, I think it's just that I haven't had much of anything to post about. Life's not been terribly exciting, but it's also no been bad. I could inundate you with photos of Knut, but feel that I've done quite enough of that. Essentially, the problem is that I'm content, so the blog has suffered.

What does this mean to you? It means that I require suggestions for topics, and questions to answer. So if you honestly care about whether or not I continue to post on a semi-regular basis, you'll kindly provide me with a prompt.