freak up your day

There is no post today. There was going to be a post, but I was operating under the false pretense that I had something to say. Once that pretense was shattered by an accidental swipe of my surgical hatchet while attempting to remove an abcessed inhibition or two, my thoughts of posting were borne away on the rampant winds of writer's block. By the time I reached the window to fasten it closed, there was nary a decent metaphor to be found. And that's my excuse for this paragraph.

There might be a post tomorrow, if I'm not overcome by the yardwork.