Once upon a time, our dear Thursday Brendan was a bad ass. He flew off the handle, went rogue, because a rebel without a cause. Fueled by his frustration with our lack of posting, he puffed out his chest and boldly proclaimed that he would hold up any day that we miss, like an internet-era Atlas.
It was awesome.
Now we look around to see that the dream is ending, and Cool Brendan has been replaced with Lame Brendan.
Poetic, don't you think? I mean, Brendan probably could have written better poetry. Cool Brendan would have, anyway. Lame Brendan is just lame.
Hell, he probably doesn't even do any drugs.