Bullet points for those suffering from Slog withdrawal

If anyone thought I drank too many margaritas and slipped into a combo alcoholic/diabetic coma, fear no more.

As usual, when my life is interesting, I fail to blog about it. For all three of my regular readers, and for those of you here for mild entertainment while you search for any of the following:

• ryan dempster is a prankster
• red gold and green karma meaning
• examples of search logs for unemployment
• prostate exam physical (!)
• goonies dick jokes
• swastikas for myspace(!!)
• gilda radner isn't supposed to end opus
• citizen kane antisemitism (heh)
• completism ocd
• pronunciation of saparmurat niyazov (your guess is as good as mine, folks)

I truly apologize.

I promise to have a long, time-consuming, footnote-laden entry about any of a number of topics, possibly including, but not limited to:

• My rat's upper respiratory condition
• My girlfriend's recent obsession with Bloody Marys
• My girlfriend's (and my) recent obsession with Peggle
• My current ridiculous financial woes (See first bullet point)
• Adam Ant (tentative...lets see how many hits I can get from Serbia or Belize without it)
• My birthday, and how underwhelming it was (nobody's fault but mine. And my job's. And, to a lesser extent my dog's)
• Avenue Q, and how overwhelming it was (god, I love that show)
• The Goonies The Golden Girls
• The deferral of my debut as "Hamlet" for a few months
• My unholy mancrush on Geovany Soto
• My catalog of failed comic book premises

So stay tuned, Slogophiles! And for those of you looking for the Adam Ant picture, it's here.