I wish I could say more about the things running around in my little brain right now. It could come out as a glorious symphony of exciting ideas. Or it could just look like a vomitous mass.

There’s a fine line there.

“Life,” said Marvin dolefully, “loathe it or ignore it, you can’t like it.”

Ok, here’s what I can say: Big things are afoot. Unless they aren’t. There could be huge life changing decisions to be made soon, but probably not. Or the decisions won’t change any lives. Or won’t get made. Or will be unmade. Who the hell knows? I sure don’t.

It’s like I walked into the paint aisle at the local home destruction center and took the lid off about sixteen different cans of paint and then stuck them into the mixing machine and pushed the button. Sort of.

If this doesn’t make any sense, it’ll make even less sense after watching this week’s Soap.

(and where the hell did my spell check go? Enquiring minds wanna know)

Say, how bout them (insert sports team name here)? Damn, they got some bad calls. Unless they won, in which case damn, the other team got some bad calls.

Finally, don’t worry about me, I’m good, just juggling some stuff right now. And if you know what a fine juggler I am, you know that it’s not so much a matter of when I will drop everything, but how far it will get and will it stick to anything important.