Q: Hey, Bing. I sent you in a question a while back about my crazy boss who I work for at this bulls**t job. I'm still waiting for you to post an answer. What gives?
A: Every Wednesday, I'll answer as many of your questions as I can, unless I do it on Thursday, as is possible this week, when I've been traveling from New York to Los Angeles to New York again with 347 hours of meetings on both coasts. Thank God they are catered.
It turns out when you ask for questions from people, they send them in. I have several hundred pages of your stories, complaints and inquiries in a huge file now and I'm doing my best to get them in some kind of order and dig my way through them.
Also, you keep adding them. I like that very much, but it's caused me a time management issue. This site is the bright and shiny puppy in my life, the little bouncing baby turtle that has come home to brighten my day, but blogging doesn't really pay the rent, as I'm sure you all realize.
So I still have to continue my daily routine of scrubbing the floors of my corporation with a toothbrush, keeping bird poop off the statues in front of the building, and waking every day at 4:45 AM to stare blankly into the bottomless pit of the universe, which would become a full-time job if I let it.
Have no fear, however. I am reading ALL your questions, because the stories they tell are almost too incredible to believe (though I believe them) and the questions they raise are often universal. It may seem like you are asking questions into the void sometimes, but I assure you that you are not.
So please keep writing. I'll keep reading, and abandon my gig as the third clarinet in my community marching band to do better at answering huge dollops of them as often as I can. 
