Gah! As my good friend Cosmo once said, “The cat is *mmeeeeoooow* out of the bag!”
And indeed it is, my friends (and by friends I mean people). My name is Noah. But that doesn’t mean you can call me Noah! I still expect to be called Mr. Bennet.
Few people have the privilege of calling me by my first name. My wife, Peter Petrelli and of course, Chewbacca.
So, now that we’ve finally saved the world, and more importantly, the cheerleader, I find we should ease up on this blogging. I for one want to spend more time with my family, and by family I mean Claire.
That is why, the Burnt Toast Diner will no longer have daily posts. I talked to the Chef and he was glad to hear it. Too many people were complaining about having to read stuff everyday. “This isn’t collage!” one comment said.
But don’t cry yet. We’ll still be posting on here, those of us that survived the ordeal. It just won’t necessarily be daily. If you have a blog managing service, like Google Reader, I’d suggest adding us to the list. Then you can be sure not to miss a thing!
Will you be back when the new season starts? I’ve really enjoyed this!
You know I did need a break, but now that it is here, I will miss it.
Hey Noah, you gonna gather the people with special DNA in pairs and put them on a boat during the Summer? haaahhaaaaaa(sorry-that just popped out)
Noah is a fine name though I have to admit that I think you look more like a Tony to me.
So, wait…no one knew your first name?
Dude, I totally could have told you that like 3 months ago.