There are some reasons for the relative quiet of Gray's Matter over the last couple of days:
a) I was simply and courageously trying to survive the reckless act that nearly doomed us all over the last couple of days. A word to the wise: when you are working in your office and *spontaneously start pouring sweat from every pore*, there's either a heat wave or you need to see a doctor. Until this week, I had never punched out another human being for the right to purchase the last air conditioner in the city. Don't worry - my hand is fine. The hospital tells me the other guy will be okay as well, given time. Something about "You'd be surprised how quickly 10 year olds recover from injuries like this...did you say he ran into a door? And what's your name anyway? Sir? Where are you going?" I couldn't stop to pay attention because I had an apartment to save. *Courageously*.
b) The "G" key on my Macbook Pro seems to be loose from the sheer speed and force of my typing. It pops off pretty much every time I type a G (there it went again). This makes typing entries a little harder than it looks. Apparently as awesome as Apple is they have yet to build a keyboard meant for physical powerhouses.
Most importantly,
c) I have been in the middle of top-secret negotiations. So secret, in fact, that I still can't really talk about them. However, I can tell you that August 7th 2009 will mark one of the most exciting announcements in Gray's Matter history. This is big talk when you consider I previously promised people that their genitals would explode upon attending a user group meeting; however I can tell you with complete confidence this is bigger than even that. In fact, just to be fair I will tell you that if you value your sex life at all, I wouldn't read this blog on August 7th. I've been told I can reveal the news at that point. So that I don't set you up for disappointment, here are some hints as to what this post *isn't*:
- I am not having a child
- I am not moving back to Edmonton
- I am not moving to Winnipeg
- I am not moving *anywhere*
- I am not changing jobs
- I am not leaving my wife to come and have a torrid fling with you (and it would be torrid, let me assure you, because I am a master seducer).
August 7th. Courage happens here!!!