In case any of you that periodically check this page haven't already realized, I'm not much of a blogger. As news flashes go, that ranks right up there with the Lindberg baby kidnapping and Disco is Dead. And it's not because I don't like to write. I adore the English language and all its permutations. Forming it to my will and following wherever it leads is a special joy.

But, consistently writing about what one thinks and feels just seems...indulgent. And tedious. Not that some folks don't enjoy it immensely. But I've always felt internal things should be just that, internal. And I think I'd rather be the first in line for 'two for one' Root Canal Day at my dentist than keep some sort of crazy running tally of all the meaningless stats on this site. But, hey, as long as it makes some folks happy, keep those blue boxes a-coming.

Now, go wash your face and say 10 Hail Marys for Mother Grammatica's continued good health.