I don't know what in the holy heck happened, but I just turned 'round and it had been AGES since I wrote anything on the poor neglected blog.
Here's what's been happening:
1. Penny went for one of her unauthorized races around the neighborhood and got herself smooshed by a car. There were a few days there that were pretty rough, but she's finally back to her normal, actin'-a-fool self. She's now the most expensive rescue dog ever. I suspect that she might actually be bionic.
2. I turned 39. Let's never speak of this again 'mkay?
3. I briefly considered dropping out of the newly-formed community orchestra I play in because the music is SO BLASTED HARD. However, I decided on a new strategy. I play the first note of each measure, aim for the last note, and do a bunch of swirly-bow-arm moves in between. It seems to be going better now.
4. I saw the season finales of Glee, The Walking Dead, and Pretty Little Liars. I'm available at any time if you want to discuss whether Quinn will survive, who the freaky chick was with the armless zombies, and if Mona acted alone.
5. I had my first new-job case involving illicit drugs up someone's butt. I feel like full-fledged public defender again.
I now you're terribly afraid of missing out on such excitement again, so I will be sure to post more regularly from here on out.