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I Can’t Pretend Everything’s Okay

It’s not every day that you receive a telephone call that brings your life to a screeching halt and then sends it crashing down into little pieces. However, such was the case last night. Now, before you all freak out and think that I just found out that I have cancer or some shit like that, I’ll say this: what happened is a much bigger deal to me than it is for anyone else.

If you’ve read this blog for any amount of time, you know that I’m originally from Illinois. Land of Lincoln. Birthplace of damn near every kernel of yellow corn ever eaten in this great land of ours. Ring, ring. So, last night, I receive a telephone call from someone that I cherish in Illinois. This dear person gives me a piece of disturbing / interesting / funny / weird news that I’ll post here on my blog either later today or early tomorrow. (I’d post it now, but I really want to take time to reflect on what happened before I write about it.) I’ll be back soon. In the meantime, don’t get your hopes up about it. I don’t wanna pull an Ellenesque “I can’t pretend everything’s okay” drama only to let you down with news that’s not really especially traumatic or exciting. You know what I’m talking about, right? You’ve seen this clip:

Ah, Ellen. The whole dog incident thing seemed trivial to me and probably damn near everyone else who saw her tears, but it obviously meant something much deeper to her. My news is kind of along those same lines. It’s something deeper that means a lot to me, but it will probably seem trivial to you. Still, I’ll share the news nonetheless. Soon. Stay tuned.