it's not you, it's me. i just need some space. we're stuck in a rut, you and i. i need to get away for a while. see some new places, eat some new food. i hope you understand and can appreciate my honesty. i've agonized over a way to tell you this. so i'm going to use an analogous situation from "the door in the floor" (movie). one of the characters starts telling a joke. here's how it goes: while out at sea, one of the mothers of a naval midshipman dies. the captain of the ship stays up all night trying to come up with a way to tell midshipman abernafee that his mother is dead. he finally comes up with a good way. so the next day he lines up all of his crew on deck. he looks at them all and says, "please step forward if your mother is not dead. hold it a minute, abernafee."
please step forward if your favorite blogger is not going to san francisco until sunday. hold it a minute, population of planet earth.
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