hi frenz…
It’s been three years since my last post. Looking back on my arrest in January 2020 is to hop in the wildest of time machines… to a time before the pandemic, before the January 6 coup attempt, before George Floyd (and countless other Black men) was murdered, before Roe vs. Wade was overturned, before Russia started a war in Ukraine, before MSU became the latest university grappling with a mass shooting, and personally, before I moved to Richmond.
How can three years contain so much? No wonder I stopped writing – looking at that list, it’s been overwhelmingly bleak.
But this blog isn’t titled BleakyPants and I’m itching to re-establish a semi-regular writing habit that isn’t entirely work-related, so to paraphrase the ever-sexy Justin Timberlake, I’m bringing Pithy back!
Be forewarned – the pandemic has done nothing to force my maturation, so if you continue to follow this blog, you’ll still be treated to humor that’s probably more appropriate for a middle school classroom. But with all the heaviness around us, it’s the escape I need. Hopefully you do too.
pithypants 