when you're not here

Imaginary readers, if the infrequency of my posts has you aimlessly wandering the interwebs like a sheep without a shepherd, your lives an empty shell bereft of purpose and meaning and entertainment desperate for even the merest shadow of my wit, humor, or charm, dry your tears on this bit of news.  My second best brother is now blogging. 

I can't promise that he'll be be as funny as me or that his words will fill the void in your soul created by my neglect.  But genetically, he's as close as you're going to get to me in the blogging world, so check him out.

Apparently, today I was pompous.