Something must be done!

And I don't mean with me, because I'm not doing anything, because everyone I know is away for the weekend, just about. So I ain't doing anything! I'm talking about that Octuple 'P' Promise.

Okay, given that it's primary purpose was to force myself to get out of bed every day in the long, lonely summer last year, I think it's held up pretty well into the period of time when I was actually doing things every day, with only a few minor adjustments to give myself even more work. But let's face it, everything changes, except change, which can't change, as it's an abstract concept and not a physical entity, you silly billy.

"But how, boss? How? Are we getting rid of the PPPPPPPPP altogether? Because that makes me sad on the inside where emotions are felt!"

That's... an odd turn of phrase and a valid question Esteban. And no, it ain't ending forever. That would be madness. Things will just be different.

"What? Are you implying that you intend to take a week-long hiatus from public communication, whereupon you organize, condense and restructure the interactions of the various websites you operate, possibly making Ed's Old Tyme Array of Frabtabulous Amazery more of a portal to your various projects, of which the weblog section will be it's own more separate entity, like as not updated daily out of habit but not required; rather the requirement will be for a longer and more certain to be entertaining piece (usually but not necessarily an essay) delivered weekly?"

Um... you got all that from 'Things will be different'?

"I'm probably psychic. Mostly it manifests itself as acting crazy and stabbing people at random, but sometimes my true nature shines through."

...oh.

"Oooh, pretty knife!"

Gotta go! See you next week, beautiful people!