I know, there hasn't been much posting going on round these parts the past couple of days.

Well, it is the holidays. And I actually have been working long hours lately. Not to mention I had a friend in town.

Truth is, I haven't been having that ole blogging feeling these past couple of days.

Sorry.

Don't worry, though, there's plenty of stuff to write about. Maybe. Like if we don't actually go to war, would all the Cable News Channels be upset because they spent all that money on graphics, experts, and music for nothing? And if you're not a "retired general" and aren't used as an expert, would you feel left out? Like you're some sort of loser because CNN won't call you? Do all these "retired generals" have agents now?

Then there's this bit of horror I saw ads for- The Surreal Life, a play on The Real World except with B-Level (and that's pushing it) celebs. Including, yes, Corey Feldman. Not to mention Andrea from BH 90210 and Natalie from The Facts of Life (!). The whole pop-cultural significance- this many Grade B celebrities in one place at one time- could cause a rift in the space/time continuum. The cheese factor is so overwhellming and huge that the sheer power of it could cause a black hole of cheese that will swallow us up whole.

Oh yeah, and next week starts The Real World/Road Rules:Battle of the Sexes. My going cold-turkey to MTV reality shows will never be put to the test like it will this time. We're talking Puck, Mormon Julie, David "Come on Be My Baby Tonight", Ruthie the alcholic, Hosella, and Tony and her kidneys. Not to mention my ex-TV girlfriend Emily.

Yes sirree, 2003 is shaping up to be some sort of year.