Jesus, leave Blogger for a few months, and I can't even figure out how to create a title. WHY CAN'T I CLICK THERE?? But in any event, the title would probably be "Hello, I Must Be Going"...since it's clear that I don't have the time or energy to maintain a blog on a regular basis. Sure, there are things I think of from time to time that are pretty damned clever...but after the moment passes, I realize that there are hundreds, nay, thousands of assholes much bigger than me ranting about the very same thing, though usually without as much attention to grammar or style.

So I take this opportunity to thank my vast readership for their support...I will visit both of your blogs as I remember to do so...and continue on with my private ranting and occasionally-witty observations privately.

That being said, I will share one last fond dream...which occurred while watching ESPN's Sunday night baseball broadcast a couple of weeks back, Yankees vs. Mets...which probably garnered some interest from lifeless jerks in NYC who couldn't get tickets, but as for most of the rest of us, my greatest wish was to watch an enormous meteor descend on Yankee Stadium, preparing to take out everyone except Jon Miller and Joe Morgan (a great broadcast team), and to see noted asshole Derek Jeter mug for the camera one more time before the white-hot mass of space detritus took out half of the South Bronx. Now that's entertainment. This blog, regrettably, is no longer so.

Now back to something really important. The All-Star Game.