I am the Swamped Thing, darlings.
I’ve just spent the last four days moving and cleaning and moving and cleaning and cleaning and moving and then I did a little bit of moving and cleaning.
Which is to say that I haven’t been writing (and in all fairness, neither have I been reading, which puts me behind in many ways)
I am only just now taking a moment to drop you all a line by way of a staple of ’80s radio and film.
I got back to work today to find that for some reason, even though I was only gone for two days, there’s a week’s worth of work waiting for me to wade through it.
And so I am going to do the best that I can to get back into the swing of things, and both read all of your wonderful writing that I can, as well as contribute something for you all to read as well.
Apparently I’ve yet to finish the sordid tale of my brush with rural traffic court — and I promise that I’ll eventually get through that so that I can move on to other things.
In the meantime, darlings, do enjoy some Simple Minds.