So, I sit here yet again, trying to convince my hands that even if I don't know what to write, if I sit here long enough, my fingers will tap out something that resembles an entry. Too much of my time lately has been taken up with inconsequential mundane things: salsa-making, minor carpentry, more episodes of Sex and the City and The Prisoner.

In other words, it's all so desperately boring to outsiders that even I can't find anything to write about. Barring earth-shaking changes in the next 48 hours, I doubt that things will change.

Perhaps the mean, evil, sarcastic, or whimsical amongst you should suggest some topics? Surprise me. You never know what will catch my eye.