I apologize for my prolonged periods of sloth and disregard but this slave galleon has more than one pair of oars…. my limbs grew weary as they will from time to time. I apparently don’t have the pent up hatred of fashion and popular culture that Old Jessie might but occasionally I try. I don’t have the stomach to believe that others might really enjoy posts about the mundane aspects of my daily life (i.e. those without narrative of some type), the details are irrelevant out of context and frankly I don’t want to give out too much information for the assimilators. In spite of that, I have been going through some events and changes that have been involving my ability to focus on much at all. Yup its true, I suck…but hey, you already knew that.

I hope to have some regular post of varying content in the near future but its difficult to determine what effort might be best put forth without foreknowledge of this sites fate. It would be akin to repairing the masts while even the rats are paddling away on pieces of the bow. I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.

Who knows with any sort of luck you may see Capt. Neurotic gracing the pages OE with grand sweeping epics of bravery or at least his discourse on shoes and their geopolitical nature. That wild and crazy Capt. its tough to know what he’ll do next!

Once this was a seaworthy vessel…but the buckets don’t empty themselves.

If anyone ever reads my posts the please please please send me an email and let me know.I need prodding of that sort!