Well, I really ought to get this damn blog going, even if it is only a sort an infrequent diary to my beloveds (you know who you are and you are the only people reading this).

The day is Saturday, January 12th, the year of our Lord 2013

Last year, everyone said they had a good feeling about the coming 12 months... and look how that turned out. Let's just say the best of it was uneventful.

This year began like a pimply thirteen year old, all confused and insecure. Love it.
Dare I prognosticate?

Maybe soon, when I am in a better mood. My love to you, Gollum.