I've sat before a blank screen more than a few times over the past couple of weeks, trying to write ahead.
It didn't happen.
Then I realized it didn't need to. I could take a break from the internet without leaving my mark. I could trust that my reader would be fine without me for a week or so. You'll come back, won't you? I guess I'm about to find out.
I'm taking a short break to go experience more life and come and write about it. You'll have to find someone else's somewhat-quirky, certainly insignificant stories to amuse you until just before Father's Day. Not that I am predicting or anything, but I bet if you came back around June 13 or 14, you'd find something fresh here.