So I got back Sunday afternoon, slept for 18 hours, caught the Lovely Bride's cold, and am dragging myself around the house like some tomb-lost lich, bemoaning my fate and trying to keep up with various promises.
More later, when I recover. Promise.
I’m still here!
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Good times and bum times, I’ve seen ’em all, and, my dear,I’m still
here.Plush velvet sometimes, sometimes just pretzels and beer,but I’m
here.I’ve run the...
5 days ago

