It appears that I may have left this a little too late. I'm not talking about the months its been since I actually generated any content on the web, but more directly about the minutes since there stopped being any sun shining gloriously down onto the deck at the 'drette. Oh well, since I'd made the decision to wander out onto the deck with my laptop, a cider and an mp3 playlist and finally post something so in the words of Hunter S Thompson; buy the ticket, take the ride.
I've realised I'm not young any more, deducing this fact from a large variety of symptoms. The ones which aren't physical all seem to stem from the fact that I'm no longer as impetuous as I once was. A point proven very neatly by the fact that I actually checked that impetuous means what I thought it meant after I'd typed it. Measure twice, cut once. It's a lesson which took quite some time to sink in.
There are many upsides, but there are also some downsides. One of these is that I don't spam drivel onto the web as much as I used to. I can confidently state that because I know that the only people who will read this are the ones who have been giving me hell over the fact that I don't post any of my own words any more.
Hi guys. Thanks.
