After years of think-tankery and no one much minding that I tend to blog mostly about television and the Spice Girls, it is with much sadness that I must send Parenthetically on an extended vacation. More extended than the one it’s been on.

Don’t fret though, reader. It’s only a matter of time before I grow weary of having a real job and/or get fired. As long as I make it long enough to bolster my shoe collection, make a dent in my grad school loans, and provide my dogs with their decinneal trip to the vet, I’ll consider my career a success.

Yes, I had considered limiting myself to non-controversial, non-policy topics and committing myself to being generally nice by not picking cat fights with other lady bloggers–things that might piss off my employer–but as far as I’m concerned, that leaves blogging with little purpose. So a break we shall take.

Thanks much for your readership, especially those who remember the Obernews days, back when I thought it was appropriate to draft press releases on behalf of God. I mean, I still don’t think it’s inappropriate, so I guess more accuratelyit’s, “…back when I thought it was socially acceptable to let others read the press releases I’d drafted on behalf of God.” Not to be too controversial here as I sign off, but I think we can all agree that God could still use the good PR I could provide him. (Call me, G!)