Feel the Fear and Don't do it Anyway. No don't actually do that.
Hello rest of June, you happened quickly, and ohhh! July! Weren't you just a splendid little month! Spent a lot of time watching comedy, soaking up as much funny as humanly possible, still didn't get the net until recently, but here I am! Back and as fabulous as ever. What a terrific summer. Or was it, friends? Somewhere, somehow, in the span of just a few months, I've cracked. I'm cracked. I am crack. I'm on crack. No no no, just cracked. CRACKED UP! (Aaaaaaand this concludes my attempt at comedic writing.) Now that that's out of the way, allow me to be honest. To speak the trouffe. I can't remember the last time I failed at anything (and I'm not referring to writing bad blogs, ha). I've been thinking about it an awful lot lately, and there isn't really anything in recent memory that I can say was a big loss or a failure. I have had malfunctions, like when my skirt rode up my butt as I was walking my dog yesterday (how does a