Due to recent insurmountable technological and temporal persecution, I have been unable to update this blog for months and months - a dire hardship, I know, for fans addicted to the hot Missoula gossip I normally impart on a regular basis. Please, however, remain calm for a while longer, because I am totally thinking about doing two things: 1. getting the internet (my downstairs neighbors took the internet with them when they moved, leaving me high and dry), and 2. getting me one of them fancy smart phones. Then I will always be online! Even while I'm in bed!
You've been wondering about how I'm liking my new neighborhood and I can tell you this: I do. Except one of my neighbors is a rooster, even though roosters aren't allowed to live in the city. Maybe he thinks he won't get found out because he doesn't say "cockadoodledoo" - instead he says, every morning when it's just starting to get light, "I'm an asshole!" over and over and over. At least he's an honest rooster, I guess, but despite his nonstandard dialect he's still an illegal. I am not normally murderous but one of these mornings I might become so.
I hope you are having a good year. The journey I started in 2003 is, like, you know...
