BUT FIRST, a couple of things: I worked on this post a while in advance, and certainly don't want to come across as insensitive to the pain no doubt most of us are feeling for George Floyd and his loved ones (and countless others I can't even begin listing here). We are in some really scary, difficult times, and I'll be honest here: I just don't have the words right now. I only have my feelings, which I am trying to process. I honestly don't even know if I'll write about it. It's one of those things where everything else seems trivial, but again...I just don't have the words right now.
Folks, I was beginning to think my latest battle (between cover versions of The Cure’s “Love Song” by 311 and Corey Taylor) was going to be a shutout.
Hello, fellow BotB-ers. I apologize, once again for my absence in the battles. I was having a really tough go of things before the pandemic hit, then the pandemic hit and it was all well and truly more than I could handle. I took a month off from work, thinking that would give me the time and incentive to both take care of myself AND be more productive. And it did, and I was, but unfortunately the blog fell by the wayside while I tackled my home and indulged in way too much tv. It was what I needed at the time. I'm still not 100%, or maybe not even 90%, but I'm getting there.