Taking a Mental Health Day, of Sorts

Dunno exactly why, but I feel semi-compelled to apologize for the lack of meaningful content around these parts, of late. Long-time readers (both of you) know the tone of EIP has changed radically over the course of the last two months or so. Whereas we used to be something like “all politics, all the time,” these days it’s seemingly all hockey, all the time. But that’s just because of the season, Gentle Reader, and like Christmas, it comes but once a year. And you’re probably glad for it, too.

There’s a reason for the lack of political content… more than one, actually. To begin with, I’m finding politics supremely boring of late. Nothing much has changed over the course of the last month, perhaps two. The Obamanon and Hillary are still at it, and I, for one, am MUCH more than capable of looking away from this particular train-wreck. I find the situation neither amusing nor interesting at the moment, but I will admit I feel more than a certain amount of schadenfreude. It’s good to see your ideological opponents beat themselves senseless (not that either had a whole helluva lot of sense, to begin with), and we on the Right can only benefit from the excessive behavior of both of these Useful Idiots.

And what can be said about The Right, while we’re on about such things? Not much. McCain is enjoying the calm before the general election storm and is, for all intents and purposes, quiescent at the moment. I’m OK… much MORE than OK, actually… with that. Keep flying under the radar, John, build your org, and collect lotsa money. I’m here for ya, come November.

There are no lack of “outrages du jour” lately (and there never is, what with Outrage! being the stock and trade of our illustrious media), but I’m tiring of those, as well. I’m conserving my outrage for the Fall (read that: general election), when I intend to let it blossom and flower to its fullest extent. And there ya go: fair warning.

Nope…these days I’m ALL about the odd and the whimsical, but ya gotta have a certain amount of motivation to go out and seek it. Sometimes I get lucky and it finds me... by way of my in-box, or else in the blogs of my more-motivated blog-buddies.

So. All of the above is a sort of left-handed way of saying I have nothing to say. Sometimes it bees like that.

One note: wishes do come true. San Jose won last night… so that series goes to a Game Five, at the very least. And Philly looks like they’re gonna put Montreal away, going up 3-1 in their series last evening. Not that I actually care about that series, what with having no dog in that particular fight. But it IS hockey, and a good hockey game beats the Hell out of just about anything and everything else that’s out there, at the moment.

We’ll resume normal programming at some point in the near future. In the meantime, please accept my apologies for the rampant mediocrity on display around here of late.

(post script: about the mood images I’ve used these last two days. I’ve stolen them from here, and quite useful they are.)