My 2 Second Shelf Life

Guest Blogging

Whenever I go out of town, my mom comes over the apartment to get my mail and feed my cat. I'll give her a call and ask her how everything is going.

"Fine," she'll say. "Except I never see your cat when I'm there feeding it. I know it's around somewhere because the food keeps going down but I have no idea where it is hiding."

Guest blogging is almost the exact same thing except I don't have to put Radmila's newspaper on the table. You go through the motions, put up a few posts but you don't actually really see any new comments. When Radmila comes back I'll tell her that everything went well except all her readers were hiding behind the couch when Jacqueline and I stopped by to feed them.