The Idea of Progress Knows Where You've Been

There has been a lack of comments of late here at the Idea of Progress. There could be many reasons for this. I feel that many readers may perhaps be spending their free time preparing for Thanksgiving. With the holiday only 26 hours away, there is still much preparation to be done.

Perhaps many of you have been shopping for Christmas presents. Thanksgiving hasn't occurred yet, but that hasn't stopped the decorations from being...er...decorated, and the holiday sales to begin.

Perhaps you've tired of the ceaseless attacks against the Idea of Progress from the International House of Blogcakes.

There is a possibility that you've abandoned blogs altogether in protest of the mockery of this year's Sexiest Man Alive (no, the award went to Matt Damon. Maybe if the Idea of Progress was friends with Kevin Smith, he would have received it this year, but no, all that he had to go on was his incredible sexiness, which apparently isn't enough these days).

Perhaps you've been abducted by Jehovah's witnesses, and then violated by Scientologists.

Perhaps you're writing your novel.

These are all possible reasons.

However, the Idea of Progress knows where you are. You've been preparing all week for Monday, November 26th. You've been preparing for The Idea of Progress Day. I know you've been fine-tuning that blog entry, putting the finishing touches on that sock puppet, stocking up on all of that cheap whiskey.

The Idea of Progress understands. And he approves.