Open Call to Hit Slow-Pitch Softballs

Just stopped by and dusted off this old blog after almost six - yes, six - months of inexplicable inactivity.

It goes without saying that much has happened since February, and there has been much to write about since I posted the blog's most recent entry, which, as we all know, did little more than frivolously announce the then-imminent gathering of Ironic Beer luminaries known as "QB II." Since then, we've been gifted with a treasure trove of juicy pop cultural and political topics - e.g., the death of Heath Ledger; the Presidential race and attendant speculation over the selection of VPs; Oba-mania abroad; the death of Tim Russert; skyrocketing gas prices and the call for energy reform; and, as always, the continuing decline in American culture and Western Civilization in general.

With so many tantalizing topical fish in the barrel of American sociopolitical culture these days, it's baffling - nay, unacceptable - that not one of us meatheads, all of whom pledged to use their blogging powers for mutual titillation (remember?), has managed to type so much as a word since before the Vernal Equinox. My brothers-in-arms, have you lost your intellectual curiosity, your passion for debate, your enthusiasm for the misfortune of prominent public figures? Have you no self respect? Have you no decency?