Be Vewy, Vewy, Quiet ...

... I'm hunting kleenexes.

I know I've been unusually reticent over the past week, and for that I'm sorry. I actually thought I would take some of the long weekend to write a couple of posts I'd been sort of thinking about for a while, but I didn't get around to it. The reason for that (aside from my usual tendencies toward procrastination and laziness) is that I've been a bit under the weather. It's not a huge deal, but I haven't felt like talking to anyone or typing anything. Besides, both are kind of tough when one is blowing his nose every 7.4 seconds. And even though I have used those tissues with the lotion in them to ease the damage to my nose, I find it to be a fairly bright red as a result of the abuse.

So please pardon my silence, but once I find some more tissues, I'm going to see if Santa has any open sleigh-guiding positions.