It's been a while, Blog

I open the door to Blog's place. Door opens with a loud squeak. Blog runs out from the kitchen.

Blog: What the.. It's been what, almost five months? What do you want?

Me: Aw, don't be like that. I've been over at Facebook's place. They've got games!

B: Games? GAMES!?

Me: ...and trivia..

B: Take a look around, remember the post you used to write? They were personal and thoughtful. None of that three word jabs you throw up over there.

Me: ...they also have baby pictures

B: Hello?~ *blog points at the pictures over the fireplace*

Me: ..and my friends' and family's pictures

B: ...Really?

Me: Yeah.

*Blog unties her apron and sits down, folding and wringing the life out of the apron*

B: So why did you come back? Did you forget your vinyl records? I've thrown those out.

Me: facebook is needy. And she's always got ads about people supposedly searching for me. It's simple here. I write, and that's it.

B: Ok grandpa, but you know I can do more than that right?

Me: I know, I know.

B: Is that it? You're here because you don't like ads?

Me: Well, and I like the stuff your dad google is working on, with the up and coming Chrome OS and hopefully Chrome for macs soon. I also like...

*Blog turns and head for the gun rack*

*Joe runs and stumbles, falls through the screen door. Sees Blog loading shells into a shotgun. Joe runs for the cornfield*

Me: I'll be back soon!!

*Blog fires off a shot into the sky*