Me and Slim Shady

Well hello dear readership! Guess who's back! Back again! Yes, there's your Slim Shady/Eminem reference. It's likely the only one you'll see here.

Still, it fits. I have been gone, and gone too long. Now that statement reminds me of a wonderfully classic KISS song! No, not God Gave Rock n Roll To You, classic as that is. In it's own way. I mean the song 100, 000 Years. The first few lines perfectly fit, expletive included...

And now, on with the show da*n@t!!!. Say...that reminds me of a song on Motley Crue's first album...ah, enough already!

I am here, today, primarily, to say that I, the consummate bloggist, am back! The blog is back at least. I am still asleep for all practical purposes. And so, for every thing non-practical here goes. I want to announce my return, and a return to regular submissions on this here weblog of mine. I'm gonna let it shine! Sound like a song?

We all have songs, songs that describe nearly every situation this ole' life can throw our way. So today, know this: my song says that I am back and back with a vengeance--screaming for vengeance! (Judas Priest). And this time its personal. I'm all amped up. (Mom, that means 'excited'). Oh, how it feels like the first time. Foreigner. Good Foreigner, as in from the first, self-titled release back in 19 and 77.

Though my gift is my blog, and this one's for you!

Wow-w0w-we-wow! What a nice little hybrid between Reginald Dwight* and Budweiser. We continue...

I had hoped to come roaring back on Saint Patrick's Day. You know, because, like most people I know, I believe to have all that Irish blood coursing through my veins. Though I actually do! Maybe. I think. It's mostly a hunch. Many claim that my red hair is the proof of my Irish heritage. Though some claim that my hair is not red at all! Genomes and genealogies notwithstanding, I didn't make the 3-17-09 promise. I told myself that I would, and then I didn't. That's not procrastination, that's an early April Fool's on me. Got me!

Sad to say, today is a mixed bag of emotion. You see folks, though this is my triumphant return, over the course of composing this little piece I have decided to retire from the writing game. I frankly, unbelievably, have too much to do. This will be my last piece of blog.

And that it your little gift for this special, foolish, first day in April! Too much to do??? Please...

Actually, I do have a lot on my plate right now. Except breakfast, and I need some!

I will be reading, and writing, and teaching, and preaching, and sharing as much as I possibly can read, write, teach, preach, and share. My hope is to be as regular as a prune-eatin' puppy! I refer to my submissions. Submissions here, that is. My blog, that is.

So now friends, as the end draws near, until the next time as we continue to share our adventures in all words written, I leave you with best regards...and the chorus from the aforementioned Motley Crue masterpiece, On With the Show...

"on with the show, goin' on with the show,
come on baby, no, no, no!!!
ooh my, my, my,
my, my, my"

Genius. Pure. Genius. Now wipe those tear-stained eyes as you sit back in utter awe, inspired by that sublime work of art, and have a beautiful day. Write to you soon.

au revoir~
Matthew

*You may best recognize Reginald Dwight as Sir Elton Hercules John. Or something else even.

Next week..."A Thousand Words on Black Sabbath" or "The Pomposity of Ordering a 'Usual' at the Coffee Shoppe".