It Was One Year Ago... Last Week

Okay, so not only have I become very lax on actually posting to my blog, but I just discovered four days after the fact that I missed my beloved blog's first birthday (I can promise you that I didn't miss my daughter's, honest! -- by the way, I chose that image of a birthday cake because it was SO similar to my wedding cake... seriously, our mothers stopped speaking to us for a while when they realized we weren't going to go with lace and Victorian crap). My first post was awkward and difficult, but thankfully for all of you, since then it's been nothing but brilliant insights and remarkable prose. Right? Anyone? Is this thing on?

Or I've just been ranting about Rebecca Eckler. Which never gets old for me.

Thanks to everyone who continues to come and post and chat with me and make me feel like my little corner of the blogosphere isn't cold and lonely. I do have a good explanation for last week -- I was away on vacation without a computer for the first time in about three years. It was lovely. But then you come back to an avalanche of emails and you realize you forgot to set up your vacation message and the emails are increasingly hostile with a "WHERE ARE YOU?!" tone to them and you think, sigh, I guess I'll take my computer next time. Or, you know, figure out how to set up one of those vacation messages.

I should have my new and improved cover for Finding Lost — Season Three very soon. Also, someone posted a comment a while ago asking if I could give some tidbits from the new book, and I'm hoping to be able to post the full table of contents in the next week or so, so you'll see what you're in for. It turned out to be a lot longer than I'd anticipated, but hey, there was just too much to talk about in season 3!

I watched my first episode of So You Think You Can Dance last week, and was oddly sucked right in. I always swore I wouldn't watch another talent show after American Idol (which I watched religiously for the first two seasons) and now look at me. I really need to stop with the reality shows and start back with the HBO series that are sitting on my PVR.

I don't know if anyone else has checked out John From Cincinnati, but I watched the first episode and it was super-weird. Yet there was something about it I really liked, so I have the next 4 or so still sitting on the PVR that I need to watch. The thing is, I would say 80% of HBO shows just don't grab me in the first ep. I didn't like Entourage, or Six Feet Under (!), or The Sopranos (!!), or a lot of HBO shows in that first ep because they're always having to cover off so much territory to get you into it. Usually by the third ep, I'm loving it.