Post Traumatic Post Syndrome

It literally pains me to post to my blog when I have nothing relevant or even mildly humorous to share...hence my long blogular silence until recently. If the post prior to this one is any indication, I've clearly managed to overcome debilitating pain.

Today's secret link.

Higher Ire Mire

My friend Jack, has mocked me, and it hurts. He's been blogging about my lack of blogging. Hey, does blogging about blogging (or NOT blogging) constitute metablogging? I'll look it up some day...perhaps in the Worldbook like my Mom and Dad would have suggested.
Anyway, Jack is all "Ha ha, Jon blogs less than Le Iacocca, hardy har!!!" Then he's all "I'm gonna use fancy words to make Jon sound smart, but really he's dumb, and that's really what I'm saying in my secret smart language."
This is the same guy who recorded an album with me called "People Who've Made Me Cry". Well Jack, who's making whom cry now?
Does it feel pretty good?

Now that I'm getting a little older, my feet are always cold. Well, like from late October through early April...and not when I'm physically active or distracted.

Today's secret link.