How? Hang out with a bunch of really great poker bloggers, which is how I spent the last five days in fabulous Las Vegas. They so inspired me that I actually played poker at one of the casinos (on what I thought would be my last night there, but wasn't), something I had resisted doing the last trip, out of fear. I not only survived, but enjoyed it and felt pretty energized by it. Following that, I felt the only thing I could do was to revive the blog from its near-death experience.
And what do I find upon my return but someone dissing me in the comments of my last post. I've never been referred to as a garden implement before, and certainly not a hoe. I always thought of myself as more of a scythe, actually, but I suppose a case could be made.
Hey, smartass -- the article, which isn't even available anymore, wasn't about the burger or the establishment you referred to at all. If it had been about some Irish pub, I would have mentioned it. It was some golf or country club and it sure as hell didn't come with a bottle of champagne, or there would have been no post at all. Do a double-check on whose facts are skewed before you go name-calling around here next time...especially if you're going to misspell the insult.
Ah, it's good to be back.