So, if you’re wondering why I’ve been quiet this weekend, is because I basically decided to take it off.  From darned near everything, honestly.  I’ve done next to nothing constructive, and, by gum, I’m perfectly happy about it.  For the first time in a year, I didn’t have any novel-writing to do, so I figured that was an excellent enough reason to just throw it all aside and bask in some lack-of-accomplishment.

Thus, I have intentionally been as worthless as a bump on a pickle.

I attended a family party, I had my celebratory steak and beers, and have otherwise languished lazily.  If you really need a hit of weekend Puddin, allow me to suggest going on a Puddintopia scavenger hunt through the archives.  First one to find the individual posts where I a) came up with the phrase "stupid early" and b) reviewed the McRib wins.

Normal posting will resume tomorrow, assuming I can find wherever I dropped my gumption.  In the meantime, I hope you find yourself in non-hurricane conditions and the weather is pleasant.

Pud’n