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I'm bummed that my summer intern and sidekick is gone. Sniff. Christa Hieber went back to the University of Toledo (Holy Toledo, she hated me saying that all the time) to gear up for college football season. She's the sports editor of a college newspaper there. Meanwhile, I'm off to the Warped Tour today. I'm hoping a jolt of loud punk music and some high-energy young people will roll me out of my empty nest slump today. If it doesn't, nothing will.Meanwhile, I'm wearing my size 14 jean capris today. Nice and roomy, which is a good feeling.

As if remembering to answer the phone at the office by saying My Clay Sun rather than Clay County Line was not enough of a challenge, our very enthusiastic online content guy wants me to write something called a blog.
Please understand, when I learned the newspaper biz 100 years ago, the word blog was used by toddlers trying and failing to pronounce block or brick or bug, if it was used at all.
But now blogs are everywhere, a vehicle for anyone who has a thought and a computer to share it with anyone who has a willingness to listen and a computer. Jonathan, our very enthusiastic online content guy, says we must get in on the action or get left in the cyber dust.