I got wound up with several other things Monday, so for the first time since I started my blog I didn't post that day. No big deal, I thought. It was actually a little exciting. Me, the rebel, flying by the seat of my pants, doing all sorts of exciting things like failing to blog. It's not like the world will come to an end, right?
Wrong. It has come to my attention that, because I did not do a blog, the world spun off its axis and is now flinging itself into the sun. Luckily, it has also been called to my attention that, because I did not blog, the sun has burned out, which would save the earth from incineration, yet also freeze the planet into ifelessness. Therefore, the world will indeed come to an end.
It's not a pretty site. In a cave somewhere in Afghanistan, al-Qaeda is calling for my head. The Republicans have also blamed me for the end of the world, as well as the stagnating economy. The Democrats are blaming "Phil-sponsored dirty tricks" for the end of civilization as we know it.
For this, I sincerely apologize. It's all my fault.