Still (sur)Rendering

All great truths begin as blasphemies.
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There is nothing to read here. The content is over there, to your right.

I may, however, at some point, put something here. Some day. Eventually. No pressure.


new year. yay.

And it begins.

Leaving for Edmonton tonight for business reasons (ick) and will be gone for two or three weeks (ick ick). That's a very long time for me to be away from home and I'm feeling uneasy about it. Can't be helped, really, so...

So.




Drunk New Year's Eve. I can, and this amazes me, recall all the words to Rick Springfield's "Jesse's Girl" when completely hammered. I can't when I'm sober. I'm wondering now if alcohol has ever been considered as a treatment for Alzheimer's.




Resolutions?

Some.




I owe a lot of people a lot of mail. I haven't forgotten and will get pen to paper when I get back from Edmonton. If it's no more than cuss words and rants about the in-laws, I ask your forgiveness now.

If you're not on the "already owing" list and would like to receive hath scibble, email me your mailing address. I promise not to show up on your doorstep or send any ego-porn to you. I also promise not to amuse you with pet stories.. that's why I have a blog.




Have to go start packing (ick). Wish me luck.

Best of everything this year to all of you.

Love and peace. You know, the good stuff.

And I leave you with this image of me, obviously drunk and on the verge of breaking into a rousing chorus of some no doubt ribald Irish drinking song. Or of me just trying to stay on my own two feet and failing. You decide.

jesses girl





soundtrack: Remix of "Jesse's Girl" 3.72MB.


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