Just a quick blog snippet—hmm, I think a “snippet” would actually be considered a short piece snipped from an existing blog. This is more of a really short blog. No, too short (and lacking too much substance) to actually be considered a blog.
Tell you what: if “snippet” isn’t close enough, have at it, let me know in the comments what might be a more appropriate noun to describe a few paragraphs meant only to let readers know a blogger is “back to blogging”.
I know some of you are wondering why even take up white space informing readers of my intent to get back to blogging more regularly. Well, the truth is, I felt some sort of a brief segue was appropriate since it’s been almost—ahem <shuddering in shame>—two years since my last post.
Trust me when I say it’s been a difficult eighteen months.
That being said, I would have simply announced my return to blogging in the first paragraph of my first blog, but it seemed a bit “cart before the horse” to announce something that technically had already happened after hitting the “Post” button.
Also, as you will read very soon (in my first true blog, forthcoming), there is a reason I did not want to use any of the Title, or even first paragraph, to mumble about my reappearance.
Hey, maybe “mumble” would be a good noun.
Until someone comes up with something better, then, please pardon my (perhaps ill begotten) mumble.
(I swear I heard a man out there actually hack up a phlegm ball and curse at me. Well done, sir.)
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Author known to use spontaneous satire, sarcasm, and unannounced injections of pith or witticisms which may not be suitable for humorless or otherwise jest-challenged individuals. (Witticisms not guaranteed to be witty, funny, comical, hilarious, clever, scintillating, whimsical, wise, endearing, keen, savvy, sagacious, penetrating, fanciful, or otherwise enjoyable. The Surgeon General has determined through laboratory testing that sarcasm can be dangerous, even in small amounts, and should not be ingested by those who are serious, somber, pensive, weighty, funereal, unsmiling, poker-faced, sober, or pregnant.) For those who enjoy and/or revel in the utterance of profanity, the author reserves the right to substitute “fish” for “fuck” without fear of repercussion, mental reservation, or purpose of evasion.