Perhaps you’ve noticed it. The scarcity of updates… the general lack of energy around the front page.

Dorkclub.com is in a bit of a slump. A dry spell. A funk. We’re in the doldrums. A quieting of the passions. A lack of inspiration. A brief trip ’round the hills. A quick visit to the lounge. We’re experiencing a minor buying of farm. A little plunge into alcohol alley. A dip into the silly pool. A swing of the cat by the grandstands. A failure in command. A run of “Private Willy” through the “Sergeant’s Garage.” It’s as though we’re just spinning our wheels. Running in place. Enduring a bout of cabin fever. Salting the earth. Favoring the “left side.” Not firing on all cylinders. “Missing” “the” “distributor cap.” Taking a stroll down self-pleasure lane. Watching the pot. Overthrowing the aristocracy. Riding out the depression in hopes of a better tomorrow. Failing to bathe despite what we’ve been taught about sanitation and the public welfare. Finding our sister’s journal only to find it references us in unpleasant ways, contrary to our secret expectations. Waxing the car for a shiny finish. It’s a brief phase of watching Sean Connery emote. A time of navel contemplation. A dependence upon Greenspan.

But! Wedge55 will change everything you thought you knew before.

(vector_black cannot be slightly bored)