The Real Problem

…is when I have nothing to say, I don’t say it.

I mean, even if what I have to say is utterly asinine, stupid, or inevitably embarassing to me in the future, I’ll generally say it. But I really hate people who talk to hear their head rattle, as my sainted grandpa used to say. Ergo, my long bouts of silence.

But I did finish the Incredibles review. Let the rejoicing begin.