I Wasn't M.I.A. Yesterday, I Just Had No Internet Access

On Sunday morning I finished packing my bags at 2:30 a.m. then woke up at 4:30 a.m. to catch my flight at 6:42 a.m. I then flew from SoCal to my East Coast destination. I was very upset that I had no internet access while I was flying. I thought I would. I didn't get it. I felt like it was all a deceptive master plan to piss me off. I suddenly wanted a refund on my ticket. And my Verizon Wireless broadband chip. And my Mac Book Pro. Straight WTF?!

POTP means the world to me. It is this job that's allowing me to take this vacation in the first place. In no way am I trying to neglect my duties. In fact, I had already written around eight drafts before Monday, and I was planning on putting a week's worth of posts on my posting schedule to appear this Monday - Friday, but plans changed when pretty much no news broke this weekend. Which made it pretty difficult to squeeze the nips out of 5 stories to make enough milk for 50.

So it's Monday, almost 6 p.m. Eastern, and I will attempt to do my best at getting y'all caught up on the gossip. I know that some of my posts won't be the timeliest of entries this week, but please know that I work hard cough on them and I'm posting em so you can read the random 2 cents I tend to deliver, because that's how I roll.

Also, On behalf of all POTP readers, thank you Jester for stepping in and blogging for me next week.