The Re-Up

I haven't the slightest clue what the title of this post means (if it's good enough for Eminem, it's good enough for me), but then again, I don't know why I've been away for over a month. I feel like I was away from more than just my blog. I feel like I was away from myself, which sounds a little too emo for its own good.

I wish I could say my return will be triumphant. I don't have any trumpets and, to be honest, I don't feel funny tonight. I know you all expect funny from me because, well, I'm generally a riot, but I don't know if it's going to happen tonight.

I have the desire to do something great. Or feel something great. Or write something great. I don't mean a great blog post, but maybe a script. Aaron Sorkin does that to me. Watch Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. And Sports Night. And West Wing.

See, not funny tonight. No silly metaphors about me and you (the readers) being an old married couple. No list consisting of three points (because I'm almost forced to do things in threes like that). But I'm real and I'm back, and for tonight, that's going to be enough.