Here I am. It’s been over three months. A lot has happened in that time that’s made blogging irrelevant, really. But I’m pretty sure it’s summer now—can’t be positive—and I’m feeling like shedding some of that rust. And mixing some of those metaphors.

Tomorrow night, I’ll be reading with the incomparable James Kennedy at the incomparable Quimby’s. Come out and say hello. We can raise and clunk cans of High Life together.