My assertion, boy scout that I once was, stood firmly grounded in some quasi-idealistic notion of shivering in the deep woods, wrapped in a blanket eating a poorly cooked meal from a tin plate around a low fire and nursing a collection of bug bites and sore muscles acquired on the day-long trek from where we left the car and where we eventually pitched our tent. This, of course, was contrasted with current so-called camping experience of playing card games in a heated trailer, drinking microwaved beverages, and occasionally updating our Facebook status on our cell phone…

Let’s start by saying its been a tough year.
I returned home from The Amazing Meeting 2009 a year ago today with a new perspective on why I was doing this, on why I was hanging out my thoughts as the skepdad blogger. I had clarity, purpose, and a new, motivation to not only do this right, but to do it as right as I could. I was brimming with all sorts of fancy ideas about what that meant, and how to pursue it with a higher ideal. But …

I could likely give readers a whole ton of excuses for why my promised relaunch of the site has been so delayed. I know I said I’d be dropping a whole collection of new content every couple of months (hence the “bimonthly” name) but… y’know… life. The truth is that despite life — despite all the hang-ups of maintaining a job and a house and all that fun stuff — I will be launching the new format on February first — next week — with four great articles based on my first theme: “Stating the Obvious.”

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Wonk for stats that I am, I had to share that the spam filter here just caught it’s eleven-thousandth spam comment. Now, if only we could mobilize that kind of bot-net for good…

Ok. So five articles a weeks is quickly becoming a little overwhelming for my hectic life. I am revising my estimates, and will aim for mere quality over quantity.

In case you are wondering, the new logo for my sidebar (that I added at lunch today) is not the Gerber baby. That’s actually a photo of my daughter, that I took a few days before her first birthday and then worked over in an image processing program.