Gag Order

Ever have something you were just dying to talk about but you are forbidden to talk about it because it means your big fat ass.

Yeah.

That's where I find myself.

This is a quickie because I have to get out of here. It's toxic here right now. And on top of that, Geoff is sick. Doug is grilling steak, and I want a beer and a backrub. I'll be able to score the beer, the backrub might take some begging.

More on the topic some one of these fine damn days. but for now, suffice to say, I'm under a self imposed gag order and hating it. Then again, I may not have to worry for long. I don't know.

It's the not knowing thing that really gets me down. Ya know? When CAN I talk about this. When will it be public knowledge? What the hell can I do to keep myself from discussing this???

Turning the blog off for one. For the night at least. More tomorrow. Not permanently.