days of leafy greens and dressing.

If you are at all attentive, which you may or may not be; I couldn't possibly know, you may have realized that there has been a flurry of inactivity on our little blog here as of late. This is just an earnest explanation to help assuage the worst of your fears. First of all, we are not all dead. Matt is. That is why I have included this photograph of him giving the universal sign for "lame"; the "thumbs down." Jake and I are still relatively well. Jake is incarcerated in a slightly off-beat but quaint town far to the West. Slowly but surely he is becoming accustomed to the quirky ways of the simple people of Nevada. I myself am similarly imprisoned, by my own will, in the suburbs of Chicago, and to my knowledge have sustained no serious injury. Jake and I speak often of times past; the salad days as they were. Of golden hours filled with tall tales and food and drink by the fire; and hearty and healthy women close at hand. But alas, those days have passed, like the sun over the horizon, into cold black night. We pray we haven't been to much trouble for our ever-loving parents. Even as I write this I feel his powers growing. Well, TTFN. We'll get back on the band wagon god-willing. Until then, cheerio chaps. Have the fun!