Cozy sphinx waves quart jug of bad milk.

Sphinx indeed. Hello, me hardies! Uncle Ned has been away for a while. Forces, whom I will refer to here as the Powers that Be, have kept me underground and away from my usual mischief-making activities.

But what's this? Look below! While in our crysalis state, we have grown some wings. Little wings that my readers can use to help this blog (yes, I used the word blog) take flight. And what flights of fancy we'll take together, friends. I am referring, of course, to the new comments feature at the Neo-Luddite, which was ingeniously grafted on to the site by the loving and beneficent father of this site, one jiropole.

Anyway, while I can't divulge what I've been up to over the summer (a consideration in the interests of my safety and yours), I can reluctantly refer to a site that I was tangentially involved with. It seems my dog, of all people, set himself up with a MySpace site as a sort of oracular service or soothsayer. From the look of it, he hasn't made a big splash in the friend department, so at least we can take some cruel delight in that, eh? The little bastard! Trying to upstage me? Let's show him how a real website is done. Try my product, people!