Rumors of my demise...

...are only slightly wrong.

Still here, folks. But boy, oh boy are my arms tired! Woops. Blew the trite overused joke there. And so it goes.

Helping my step-daughter detox from a dangerous flirtation with the goddess Her-Oin. Boy does this take me back. And not to a good toilet. I'll write more on it later. But I promise I will.

Book-work is stalled again. Life is working me pretty damn hard atm. Life has that habbit. Hehehe... I said "habit".

Anyways, was just checking in after a few of my favorite SG's (Hi Nora!) and happened to read Brad Warner's most recent SG piece. Popped over to his blog, and went "Hell, I haven't blogged in a blog's age. People probably think I was lying face down in a puddle of ascii by now." Well, I'm not.

More later, friends. Need to strap on the strap-on and do life until it asks for more lube...