i haven't blogged in a hour i thought as i luxuriated under r.'s hot shower head. i wondered if there's a bloggers anonymous and we laughed and said bloggers are too vain for bloggers anonymous. r. said you wanna play boggle? i said, sure i'll play bloggle! you want some blogcorn? yeah! what did i do before i was a blogger? i remember how awkward a blogger i was, as a young blogger, i was already old, my old man was alive yet then, and he was embarrassed when i shyly admitted i was a blogger. what the fuck is a blogger he said. then he was sorry he asked. i'm awkward still, but i celebrate it more, and i get a thrill when i see dad spinning in his orbit looking down on me askance.