If I spent as much time writing as I do making excuses for not writing or talking about writing, I'd have this stupid story done already and be on to the next one.

In any case, it did finally occur to me that the four or five of you reading this blog are actually friends of mine and ones I'd be sorry to alienate. With that in mind, it might be better if I talked a little less about a story that most of you (kind promises to read notwithstanding) don't actually care that much about. You might like me better. (It's all about the popularity.)

Anyhow. I'm making a Resolution (to go with my Revelations) to stop posting entries about the SEN for the next few days. That means that even if I'm on a manic upswing because I think I've thought of some Silver Bullet Solution to this ongoing disaster, I'll keep it to myself.

Also, as near as I can tell, since Sassy and the Mad Doctor are scheduled to be in town today, along with Buehler making a flying stop, I'll probably be tied up in all-day meetings.

Or, not. For the most part, they still treat me like a temp, which in a sense I am. (In theory, I think I'm still supposed to be shifted back to Alvin's care once he gets the money flowing.) I'm not always invited to these little sessions.

If I'm not meeting, I'll be sitting here, working with care and dedication.

I will not be writing on the you-know-what. Nor will I be writing blog entries about the ideas I had last night.

Happy Tuesday.