I'm not dead yet.

Nope. I’m not dead yet.

I haven’t posted anything in over a month…not even a card or a letter.

In blog time, that’s like a decade.

So, some of you might be wondering if I’m dead … or worse.

I might have decided blogging was passé and taken up this new-fangled way of communication. You should try it. People don't sound like their words at at all.

Did you worry that I gave up blogging? Well, I almost did! I discovered this new-fangled mode of communication. You should try it. People don’t sound like their words at all. It’s super duper!

Nah. Not dead. Still floating in the blogosphere.

But that virus that infected my lungs was a stalker virus. I think it still might be lurking somewhere.

If you invested your money in Puffs (with lotion), your profits will be nothing to sneeze at in the first quarter of 2016.

But it hasn’t all been fun and games in bed over the last month.

I’ve been busy keeping up with all the news that’s weird and wonderful in Portlandia.

Let’s see what’s been happening while you’ve been preoccupied with national politics.

Seriously? Some men have major ego (and other) issues. Oh, the snake was not a python. Well, he still has major issues.

Seriously? Some men have major ego (and other) issues. Oh, the snake was not a python. Well, he still has major issues.

I know there is a big article here, but could someone please explain to me in simple terms how ANYONE could put a collar on a wild wolf by mistake? Seems like a lot of trouble to go to when you weren't specifically instructed to do so.

I know there is a big article here, but could someone please explain to me in simple terms how ANYONE could put a collar on a wild wolf by mistake? Seems like a lot of trouble to go to when you weren’t specifically instructed to do so.

Are they trying to lose federal and state funding?

Are they trying to lose federal and state funding?

Okay. Either this is one well-funded little league or this woman ruined her life for peanuts. And I mean that literally.

Okay. Either this is the Trump Little League (the best, smartest, richest, winningest, biggest Little League EVER) so it was worth the risk or this woman ruined her life for peanuts. And I mean that literally.

Have you ever seen happier worshipers? I'm beginning to see the attraction to organized religion around here.

Have you ever seen happier, more relaxed (a.k.a. disheveled) worshipers? I’m beginning to see the attraction of organized religion around here.

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Hey, don’t get mad at me. I’m just letting you know what happened to the jolly old gent who should apparently limit his driving to reindeer-powered sleighs in the air after children (and police) are asleep.

Reading all that news has kept me busy. Plus life around here is filled with distractions like, um, one 22-pound white perpetual source of laughs and love.

And this little munchkin is keeping me busy, too.

Yup, this little munchkin is keeping me busy. We’re now in obedience class. I’m progressing quite well. Fozzie is, too.

How about you? Any zany news from your fork in the road? I’d love to hear from you!