Return to the Land of Blog

I have escaped....I am on the run from my captors. Somehow I managed to break away from the band of rogue pirates that have held me captive and forced me to remain
non-communicato from all my friends. Life was tough living among this band of thieves and vagrants, forced to live a life of slavery and solitude.
I was without food and water for 3 days, forced to live off the dung of monkeys and small (slightly poisonous) berries.
One day, while on the search for food, we came upon mythological sheep dog named Rodney. Rodney claimed to know a path that would lead me out of the jungles of Pinopole. Seeing as I was suffering from delusions associated with prolong starvation, I trusted the friendly sheep dog. Little did I know that Rodney was the leader of a secret society of estranged jungle creatures and were using me as bait to overthrow my previous captors. The first night, as I lay huddled in a corner, wrapped in rags used to mop the floors, I developed my plan of escape. As soon as the others gathered at the river in the morning for their morning chant of "Circle of Life" I would flee to the outer edges of the jungle and hitch a ride.
All went according to plan, except that the first car that stopped to carry me to freedom we my original captors....my luck. Luckily they had themselves eaten too many of the poisonous berries and were all very ill. This was my chance. I could run and leave them behind, but my conscience would not let them suffer. I quickly administered the antidote that I always keep in my pocket for occasions such as this. Everyone was so grateful, that they let me go. And now, after all this time, I have found my way back to blogging again.