I’m warning all of you, I have a very short attention span. Plus, I’m exceedingly busy. So entries to this blog are going to come in fits and starts. Sure, you say now, that’s not a problem. But mark my words. You’ll start reading this blog, thinking to yourself: This guy isn’t terribly clever, articulate or even all that interesting, but I’m oddly compelled to return each day, much like touching a canker-sore again and again with my tongue just to see that it still hurts.

Then one day, you’ll come to the site and there won’t be anything new. Nor will there be the next day. Or possibly even the day after that. By which point, you’ll have been reduced to a quivering mass, lying on the floor and craving beyond all cravings just that one little daily fix. To which I say: tough shit. It’s not like I didn’t warn you.

Yes, boys and girls, like a veritable phoenix rising from its digital ashes, the daily dose of vitriol returns. Sorry mom, but it’s cheaper than therapy.