I'm back! And I bring you this very important, breaking news: Fresh on the heels of Joe Biden's announcement he will seek the Democratic nomination, I would like to officially declare that I will not be running for President in 2008. Apparently, you have to be at least 35 years old. I tried to point out that age has clearly has no bearing on competence where politics is concerned but those stuffed shirts at the Electoral College just got their knickers in a bunch and spewed their wooden teeth at me. Oh well. I was looking forward to using the same slogan I used when I ran in 3rd grade, the oh so catchy "Vote for Matt, he's not a Rat" (I "tied" with Clifton Williams, and my attempts to stuff the ballot box with ill-gotten Kindergarten votes failed.) Of course, my more recent political history is a tale of failure, as you all surely remember my Dewey-esque loss to one Miss Sharm Starks, who, following her 9th grade Presidential victory promptly got expelled. I guess I needed more edge.
Indeed, I feel as though it has been a solid 8 years since I've been on here, but in reality not a whole lot has happened. My sexy new computer came about a week ago, but I promptly got the Black Death, which has me pretty well laid out. Thankfully, a rigorous treatment of antibiotics and leeching has (finally) taken hold, and I'm starting to feel a bit better. Better enough to blog in any event, and hell, that's more productive than I've been in a while. As you can tell from my post time, that whole circadian rhythm thing has yet to work itself around.