MIA

I've been MIA for months now, but I think the time has arrived for my triumphal re-entry into the blogosphere.

Couple things:

-The advent of vlogs. Where to start? I suppose it works for some people, but I gladly hide behind my sarcasm and caustic tone in the blogosphere. I take refuge in the fact that no one can actually see my defiant mug as I spout off about my grandma's dog or my personal medical history. And what's more, none of you bitches can watch me as I search for the perfect words (liberally sprinkled with profanities, for comic effect) to describe how I feel or how ridiculous my subject is. (That, and I don't have to shower or stop eating my feelings to type.)

-Twitter. Just created my account a few weeks ago. Trying to figure it all out. It's harder to be funny in 140 characters or less. Unless you're Rainn Wilson (Dwight from The Office) and have mastered the art of random hiariosity. (That's a word, right?) When I first started, I took all Twitter's suggestions of people to "follow." (This means that their microblog posts show up in your newsfeed.) After 3 days of Ashton Kutcher and Demi Moore running off at the mouth about Kabbalah and Oscar parties, I had to delete them. Thinking of swearing off celebrities in the Twitter realm.

That's all I got for now. Kel, Vosh and I are going to "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" at Lyric Stage tonight. Should be fun.