If you're forgotten, it's only because the real living person, who changes day to day under God's grace, has been too long gone from our sight.

I'm a little antsy from lack of activity — Net activity, that is.

I've never been any good at poetry, except maybe for the Raven, so let me see if I got this right.

You're talking to a man on a pole about being conscience about human sacrifices??

Somebody get me the cliff notes.

Ed: Well, you've never seen me, so… It's nice to have you completely back on the 'net, by the way.

Mark: I should have paid better attention, the lyrics I copied off a site were slightly flawed. The corrected version sounds a bit better. It still isn't exactly the best poetry in the world, but it has a catchy tune to go with it. Poetry isn't done until it's like Donne.

Odd you should mention the Raven. It seems like I just saw an allusion to that either today or yesterday. I can't remember exactly where, though.

I have been extra weepy because of your state of missingness.

I too have been struggling to maintain my online presence this week. It has been a bit of a chore.

Thanks, Christopher.

I need to get back in a blogging routine. When I'm in such a routine, even busyness doesn't cause blogging to seem a chore.