Steven Segal gets shot by a bunch of dudes while wearing a tuxedo vest: Six months into the blog experiment, I get super lazy and only post once a week. Also, those posts are unbelievably shitty. I start posting videos of french people dancing to Star Wars music without any commentary. Basically, this blog becomes terrible.
Steven Segal's funeral: For the past nine months, I don't post a single thing. Tens of fans fear that benjaminesch.com will disappear forever.
But then hope returns...
Steven Segal in a track suit punching things and shooting guns: Sometime very soon, this blog returns from the dead and starts kicking the internet in the dick. And in the words of the great Segal, "I'm gonna take you to the bank, (evil) Senator Trent...the blood bank!
So, here's me saying that the blog is coming back from the coma. Sure, we got shot by some guys with bags over their heads and we've appeared dead for way too long, our blogging limbs have atrophied, and we have grown a weird coma beard, but we shall return...and after a montage of punching a board and swinging a bo staff around and meditating with smoking needles sticking out of our doughy chest, we will be ready to provide excellence to you, the reader, once again.
And you can take that to the bank...the fun bank.
Ben Esch
P.S
If you want to hear some people singing about how strange it was when (spoiler alert) Steven Segal died in the first act of Executive Decision, please watch this video...