Time travel

I thought August would be the month where I bust out with the blogging and claim my proper spot alongside Stephen King as a prolific writer. Where does the time go? The hours zoom by between the time the kids wake up from their afternoon nap and dinner time. It seems that every afternoon I take a 15 minute ride on a spaceship going close to the speed of light, returning to earth to find that 4 hours have passed. All you nerdy readers will get this. All others click here for a decent explanation.

So what's an Armodad to do in this situation? You got it! Have some cheloh kabob and continue with the early am boot(y) camp.

I gotta write something.