Content Challenge be damned! The reason why I didn’t write anything yesterday is because a little voice told me that I had to choose between blogging and going to the grand opening of my brother’s new restaurant. I chose the restaurant. Then the little voice told me to bring home a big steak bone and a gallon of tartar sauce.

Arguing with the little voice does not accomplish miracles.

The reason why I didn’t write earlier today is because I am officially sequestered. Sequestration provides a force shield against the wicked, wicked demands of Content Challenge. Sequestration burns the image of marble flooring into my retinas, while the wrath of god bounces off the walls in the next room. Honestly, the days I get out of bed are not the best ones.

More tomorrow.