the lagniappe

Excuses, excuses, so here they come 10 reasons I've been MIA from lagniapping you on a regular basis.  Think of this as a top ten list coupled with a rousing game of nine semi-truths and one gargantuan lie (because you so rarely get to use the word 'gargantuan' in a sentence):

10. I've been sorority-style rushing a New York Area soccer team

9.  Weekend time has been sucked up with staging interventions involving the Secret on unsuspecting house guests.

8.  Avoiding eating carbohydrates takes almost my constant concentration as does deciding whether lack of carbs is causing my muscles to repair less quickly and if applying a slice of bread to the effected area might combat this, whole wheat only of course.

7.  Grappling mentally with the fact that the thought, 'maybe I should get the MLB season pass so I can see more of the red sox games' actually manifested, of its own accord, within my mind.

6.  Since not writing means that the old pics of my parents remain on the front page and I'm guessing that's got to be driving my dad crazy, it's worth not writing.

5.  Clear eyes, full hearts, can't lose, in that little American culture pit of despair that the writers strike created that left plenty of time for falling in love with new to me old shows, that and finding the joys of hulu-ing.

4.  Becoming completely obsessed with finding a new Brooklyn apartment, and occasionally glancing at the "missed connections", makes doing anything else on the internet in the spare time fairly impossible.

3.  I've been reading big, important books. Big. Books.  Filled with historical facts. Knowledge. Power. Yeah.

2.  Discovering my passion for the non-business of improv is taking up a lot of time.  Doing it, watching it, sleeping it, pantomiming it, being it.  No one ever says, "I want to be a junkie when I grow up."

1.  I've been taking regular injections of testosterone and altering my physical appearance to look more like a young David Letterman in order to commandeer his job in the near future.