I’ve spent the past two days fixing up the joint (and by joint, I mean this blog) and writing some new material. My “About” and “Dedication” pages make more sense, unlike the picture posted above.

I can’t decide if I’m drunk, narrowly escaping attack from the creepy marionettes hanging from my ceiling, or have just been told I’m going to Disney World. Regardless of the answer, it’s clear that at that time in my life, I desperately needed a hair cut.

Chat soon.