Some of my more finicky, demanding, unsympathetic, ridiculous, medicinal marijuana-smoking readers are up in arms over no new weekend post. Christ people, I'm behind on phone messasges, let alone sitting down and drafting a whole new entry. But here are some reasons on my latest lull:

1. Internet crashed mid-weekend. Not sure if it's gonna magically reappear or what, but that's what I'm hoping. If everyone could do some sort of rain dance I bet it would help.
   
   
2. Attended my first hip-hop festival after crawling out of bed at 2 p.m. Saturday. Left before Wu-Tang ever took the stage. And don't worry - I'm already anticipating your hate-comments.
   
   
3. Played six hours of poker yesterday and lost on a heartbreaker. I had pocket 10s, the highest card on the flop was a nine and my single remaining opponent put me all-in after we'd swung the pot back and forth between us like a wrecking ball. He showed ace-nine to my 10s ... and wouldn't you know the next card drawn turns out to be a friggin ace.
   
   Last Sunday, my softball team lost after having the lead and only needing one more out - we couldn't get it. Another dagger. Turns out Sundays aren't exactly my karma-friendly moments.
   
   
4. And as it turns out I did put up a new entry, you bastards. 'Just not on the blog you expected.
   
   This is a new one some friends and I are trying to get off the ground, courtesy of SaraGlobal ... who I think we should officially re-handle SaraBaltimore. So there you have it. Knock yourselves fucking out. Can I go back to work now? Is that okay?
   
   Christ.