Dearest readers - and yes, I'm talking to all three of you - I fear you believe I have forgotten about you. Indeed, consumed with the most recent dissertation proposal draft, I have had to focus my attentions on churning that out rather than my weekly blog goal.
But no fear! I have several heart-stopping, page-turning blogs in the works, including but not limited to: revisiting whether to give to panhandlers, my experience with semi-public nakedness, and not being cool enough for coffee shops. So please, don't lose hope - there is still much meaningless personal detail and navel-gazing with which I intend to regale you, and you really won't be able to turn away, mostly because you, too, are not cool enough for coffee shops. (Which is probably why we are such good friends.)
In the meantime, I will leave you with this surprisingly well-done review of women in this fall's television line up, brought to you by Sunday's Washington Post. Not bad, you know, for a man.
