welcome to the afterblog

this is where all bloggers go after they blog, only most think they are sleeping... most bloggers do not realize until it is too late that they've become addicted and sold their soul to the blogod who compels then to continue blogging as if it is an (how often do you see five two letter words in a row?... a sure sign of the power of the blogod, but we'll get into that another time) ordinary part of their daily routine...

it is especially true for bloggers who blog just before bedtime, but it is nonetheless true (though perhaps a bit less noticeable, except in this case, if you blog just before or while at work, perhaps)...

just ask the gods and if they answer, surely you'll go mad and find their answer disappears as if it was written in some magical disappearing ink or something...

it is possible that Number 9 knows the answer, or The Beatles, for that matter, but since half of the latter are what we laymen call deceased and the former are light years ahead of the slow motion pace we mortals call living in RealTime™, we might just as well ask Serenity, or the young spacey occasionally ninja-like girl from the Firefly movie, for that matter...

of course we could ask a ninja, but that might be going a bit far, wouldn't you say?... if you say indubitably, you've seen it too...

there's always hope (or is that trust?)...

so, welcome to the afterblog... there is no exit, much to Jean-Paul's delight, but there may be some satre (botched French for satire, perhaps) somewhere down the line... and may your days be merry and bright and may most of your rainbows be white...