I have nothing to say.

That can't be right. I always have something to say. Never for me is the time when I sit down at my computer and have nothing to type. My archives are filled with random rantings and meanderings.

So why is this different?

Because of you, dear reader, and my weekly schedule. If I simply post my random thoughts whenever they occur to me, I don't care so much if they are legible or logical or even well edited.

(Speaking of which, did any of you notice the return of 8-Track Mind? Yup, I'm blogging again.)

But here, here I think you expect a certain level of writing, coming here as you do for a weekly dose of literacy goodness to savor over scones and tea. Okay, you probably know me better than to expect that, but that's what I want you to expect. I want to post things I'm proud of.

I wrote a short story the other weekend that I'm particularly proud of, but I can't enter it here because of copyright issues. I would like to submit it for publication in a magazine, and it can get stolen too easily from this website.

I can't drop in an excerpt from my NaNoWriMo novel because it's stalled out at 10,000 words. I chose too difficult a plot this time, including lots of real details of living in space, and it required too much research to finish in a month. We'll see if anything comes of it in the future.

Personal essays are out this week - I'm a week-and-a-half into another one of my stupid lingering colds, so the old brain cells aren't chugging out like they do in the few times I'm verifiably well. Digging around in my brain for emotional nuggets would be like trying to find a single banana in the bottom of a barrel of apples. Even if you could dig your way down to it, it would be all mushy and bad tasting.

I have managed to keep my wits about me at work. My new job is going extremely well. I'm well thought of and many people come to me for advice and decisions. As well, most people are not certain what level of authority I hold, so I'm being given more power than my position would normally entail. I'll do my best to hold on to it as long as I can - if power is ceded to you long enough, it becomes yours by default.

But even then, I cannot describe my job or any particular aspects of it. If by any chance they find this site, I don't want to risk blowing my confidentiality agreement, or getting charged for libel if I make any comments they find against their corporate ideal. So, work is out.

It's nearly Christmas, so I suppose it's time for another 'I Want' list, but if you know me well enough to buy me a present, likely you know me well enough to know what I like anyway.

How about television or movies? I've been avoiding getting on pop culture rants, as I want to focus on those in the Pop Blog (when I get off my butt and start it up), so this simply isn't the place for that.

So what's left?

Just me, I guess.

That's okay. I think of you folks as friends, really. Not just anonymous people out there in Internetland, your eyes absorbing the photons of my written work, but as comrades, companions. You are here because you want to know how I'm doing. And friends don't always share amazing stories, or get into late-night talks over religion or politics or quantum theory. No, sometimes you just like to know how things are going.

So let's talk about that.

I'm doing fine. I'm kind of sick, sure, but I'm not hacking up a lung or anything. Lisa is fine; she's working too. Her job isn't perfect, but it keeps us in kibble and pretzels. The cats are healthy - Samantha had a bad reaction to some new food we tried, but we're switching back to the old stuff. Arvid the frog has gone into his winter starvation mode and likely won't eat a tasty mouse until March. Pippin, our dear feathered Tiny Dinosaur, is as loud and obnoxious as ever, while remaining a total suck when it comes to head rubs.

My family is good, thank you very much. Lisa's Mom is too. Some of our friends are working, some aren't. All seem to be in various stages of happiness and health.

And we're still getting married in April.

So how are you? Those of you I don't talk to very often (or those of you who I don't even know), feel free to drop me a line and let me know how you're doing.

We're friends here, after all.

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