…AND I’M OFF AGAIN

I just got a phone call, same place; they want me back.

Turns out that for a godless heathen, I’ve not only got a good work ethic, I was among the more honest members of the work group I was sent in with (not bad for an immoral atheist, hmmmm?). I begin Monday morning, again, oodles of overtime, so I will be spending most of this weekend deep in the throes of the creative process of critique and atheology (when do I get my next day off? It’s unsure at best) to better serve you, my beloved readers.

I already have about five posts queued up (unreleased yet: yes, I’m a tease, nothing like a little foreplay to get the juices stirring, ey?), not to mention the holidays fast approaching, and several Sunday sermons to put together. My buddy the Vile Blasphemer says that I’m inexhaustive, but that’s to be chalked up to a number of items.

I suck down way too much coffee (four cups, and it’s OFF I GO), I love sharing what little I know (everything I ever needed to know, I learned in Kindergarten – that’s about interaction, by the way), I spent WAY too much time keeping my mouth shut (and when the dam bursts, she’s a gusher all-rightie!), and yes, I am a bit of a media whore (chalk it up to a fairly insular childhood – I was always odd man out, waah, waah, waah, pity me, let’s move on, shall we?).

But most of it is this: I’ve a peculiar pecadillo for people. It’s what makes me a humanist. I try to put the ‘human’ in humanist, and I can only hope that, in some small way, I’ve done that.

So stay tuned, stay in touch, come by more regularly (you CAN subscribe via RSS feed: it’s in the right hand column), and I will make a herculean effort to respond to my regulars as time permits.

Just keep it cool, keep it calm (sometimes it’s difficult, I know: but we ARE rationalists, after all, ain’t we?), don’t trounce the trolls too quickly (I like PZ Meyer’s rule – 3 strikes, you’re up for a trouncing), and have a touch of fun in my little sandbox away from home.

Just remember: it ain’t kitty litter.

L’Chaim.