The Reports Of My Death Are Greatly Exaggerated

Looking out the window of my office at Black Squirrel Run...


"The reports of my death are greatly exaggerated." - Mark Twain

If you're not one of the 2,700+ friends I have on Facebook {yes, that's me, Michael Anthony} I suspect you might think I was in jail, deathly ill or had cashed in my chips. In fact, an old friend on StumbleUpon said that a mutual friend told her I had some sort of lung disease.

It's been just about a year since my buddy Al blew his brains out and I set off on The Last Road Trip {with The Master Baiter} to find the Right place to spread his ashes. More than once as the year's gone on, including the 2 1/2 weeks TheSpecialOne and I spent in Italy over Christmas and New Year, I've questioned whether I wanted to continue on with The Gonzo Papers.

Ultimately, after much consideration, I've decided that this small thread of the World Wide Web provides me with a forum unlike any other, one to which I've devoted a great deal of time and effort, and when all is said and done, more than anything, I have a lot of fun with it.

Yes, you'll be seeing the irregularly regular updates you were once accustomed to and will find me actively engaged on Twitter and StumbleUpon in addition to Facebook. It's good to be back and I'll see you around the bend, eh.

Cheers.