I'm Back, Baby!: Or, My Death and The Resurrection of the Blog

New design, new day. Let's get this ball rolling.

It's been so long you all probably think I've died. Which I haven't. I have, however, already decided how I would die if the choice were mine:

1) As an Astronaut come untethered from the space station mid-space walk.

2) Skydiving with no parachute.

3) Bludgeoned by an avalanche of books in a used book store somewhere in England or Italy after I'd finally found the book I'd been searching for and tried to pull it from the bottom of a ceiling-high stack of encyclopedias.

4) Choking on a peanut while Jerry Seinfeld performs a stand up routine on airplane food.

5) Overslept to death.

6) In an attempt to meet the legendary Shigeru Miyamoto on his way to work from his home in the foothills of Kyoto, Japan I scope out his schedule for weeks before I make a move. When I finally do he mistakes me for a burglar and sicks his Nintendog on me.

7) After the launch of Starcraft 2 I immediately lose all survival instincts and play until death shuffles me off this mortal mouse.

8) Jackie Chan and Samuel Jackson star in Rush Hour 5. After watching it I promptly die.

9) Died tragically rescuing his family from the remains of a destroyed sinking battleship.

10) I commit suicide in an effort to motivate everyone to post to the blog more often. Plan backfires as I'm the one who maintains it. Instead everyone discusses what they had for dinner at my funeral.


Lunch: Marinara and Alfredo sauce on turtle-shell looking pasta. Roll to soak up the goodness.