Well, anonymously:

pictureThe last time I wrote a column that mentioned evolution, a reader complained on his Web log that probably 20 percent of my columns were on that topic. (Though he was kind enough to describe himself as a fan, on that particular topic he is not.) That turns out to be wrong, as it happens; I asked our archives to find anything with my byline containing the word “evolution,” and there are 15, over seven years. Not all of them are columns, and not all of them are about biology, but 4 percent is pretty close.

Linda is talking about her fourth- or fifth-favorite gadfly, me. I didn’t get a link out of it, but then with how little I’ve written in the past month, she could as well drop by for dinner unannounced with the rest of the Rocky Mountain News editorial staff to find toys on the floor and unfolded laundry on the couch. Non-linkage was quite merciful under the circumstances.

And hey, what am I doing posting anyway? Aren’t I suppsed to be like superhumanly busy these days or something? Well, something like that. Blogging time has been non-existent in August, and next semester doesn’t look like it’s going to be easier. However, the course material will lend itself more naturally to interesting posts, so if I can make it happen, I will. I have to write no fewer than four papers by the end of December, at least three of which will be postable. You’ll have at least that much. It will never make me a superstar of the blogosphere, but it will keep TimBerglund.com alive.