Post-Byron Days: Part 1
So, it’s been a month or so and you’ve been wondering what I’m doing. You sit at home, click your bookmark to my blog site, and are consistantlydisappointed. You refresh the website, because by God, I could be writing a new update and submitting it while you sit there staring at the screen for ten minutes, just jonsing for some more of my incredible tale.
Then, some day toward the end of May, you give up. “He’ll never update it again,” you think. But, in spite of your better judgement you deside to check just one last time. You expect nothing, of course, but as the page loads you realize that it looks different than the last time you checked. What has happened? Well, I’ll tell you what happened, dear readers. I’ve updated my blog.
I don’t really have a good excuse as to why I haven’t updated lately other than it was pure laziness. Sorry.
I do have quite a tale for you though. So much of a tale that I will have to split it up into at least three different posts. This first post is something I like to call “The Teaser” as I won’t be sharing the story with you right now. That is saved on a flash drive somewhere eight kilometers down the highway, and I have no desire to rewrite it all. What I will share is some glimpses of what is yet to come. Caravan parks, camping, male bonding, cliff jumping, guitar playing, job searching, shanty villages and a man named Cotton are all coming up in the next few posts, so please do not delete that bookmark. I promise I will make it worth your while.
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