Blogging: My Evil Temptress

I've been meaning to do this for a while. Former readers have inquired, "what has happened?" some light background music, while this post melts your faceAs I browse through the frivolous, detached good times I've enjoyed at this URL since 2006, there are many things I miss about blogging.The creative outlet, the cordial back-and-forth amongst fans, the ivory tower from which to objectify coaches wives, embarrass young athletes and shed a light on the glut of chromosomally-challenged Tiders. I mean, damn. That stuff was a veritable Jelly-of-the-Month-Club (the gift that keeps on giving, all the year round. AKA: comedic gold), but I digress.I started this gig, a young buck of 25. I was recently unemployed and some might say rudderless. I was looking for an avenue, a reason to get up before 11am. Blogging was my full time job, and I pumped out one, maybe even two blog posts a day, mind you. And we're not talking, "Here's a funny Youtube clip of anot...