April Fools' Day came a day early for me.
Yesterday morning, I composed a Roland Hansen Commentary that I thought was really quite good. I thought it was well-worded, informative with plenty of links, witty, and entertaining. I really enjoyed putting it together - I better have; it took me over three hours to complete.
Then a strange thing happened. After I had checked, checked again, and re-checked it to make sure it was in good final publishing form, and after I hit the "publish post" key, or so I thought, I logged out. Awhile later, when I returned to Roland Hansen Commentary, the entry on which I had worked so hard was not there. I looked everywhere for it. I looked in drafts, in the clipboard, on the desktop, in word programs, in memory on the hard drive, in temporary files and every kind of file of which I could think; I mean to tell you I looked everywhere. It got lost somewhere in cyberspace. It was as though April Fools' Day came one day early and someone had played an evil, nightmarish April Fools' Day prank on me.
I am sickened at the loss and still fermished enough and farklempt that I do not want to re-create that entry. I do not think I can equal the creativity of which I was inspired as I penned that entry yesterday. It is lost in space forever.
Now, after having undergone such a tradgedy, it remains to be seen whether I ever blog here again. Or, is that statement just an April Fools' Day prank of mine.