I'm not gonna post today.  I'm just not going to.  I don't care what you think of me.  Never did.  So what if you posted.  I'm certainly not going to post just because you did.  Who do you think you are?  What gives you the right?  If that's how you're gonna be, that's just fine.  But I'm still not tip -toeing around the fact that I, personally, am not posting.  See, here I am.  Standing before you.  Shouting it for all the world to hear:  I'M NOT POSTING TODAY!  I could say it in another language, if you like.  Eitta Mine Fligourshin Lenta!  But no matter what language, same thing.  I simply refuse to post today.  Nothing personal.  Maybe I just don't feel like it.  Maybe I'm sick.  Maybe I just bumped into an elderly gentleman on a flight to Moab who said that his nephew had gotten a rare skin condition 14 minutes after he posted a picture of Kathy Ireland on his web journal, and that would certainly happen to me.  Maybe I'm tired.  Or too giddy to post.  Did you ever think of that?  You're just not getting it , are you?  Maybe a song will help:

It's not the way I wanted it

Just white space, no noise, where everything has been before

You can tell me you're not having it

and maybe if you call again something will have given in

but today is not your day, not your day

I don't care how it's been before

Put some sunscreen on if you go out

Outside it's simply roasting

I can't tell you anymore it's over

Today I'm just not posting.

Dude, well done on the song. Now we need a melody, then we'll fight over the line "it's just another day in paradise since you've gone" instead of "saying nothing says it all." Of course, these are two lines in your song that don't yet exist, but they will, and then we'll fight over them. I'm just giving you the proper protocol of what we'll face when we get together to write this song.

That is, of course, unless you've been practicing guitar...

can't practice right now...busy looking into powered paragliding.

Ing and I are headed into the woods for an overnighter. It'll be a good sip of backpacking to warm me up for our August nutcracker.

Good luck with getting into the atmosphere.