No Sleep: Hit the Ground Running
Ok. Contrary to the internet rumor mill, I am neither dead nor wheelchair bound. I am in fact in full control of my functionaries and putting my root down back in the Northern Plains. In the battle of Earth versus New Orleans, Earth is starting to make a comeback. Unlike my damn horse, Lion Heart, who ran out of smoke in the final leg of the Derby and left me broke and with a broken hat, I am beginning to make a solid comeback. Curse that horse. It should be renamed, Pussy Fart and made into glue.

As fine a time as had in Nawlins, it was an ill conceived (in so many ways) vacation, especially with regard to my workload. I returned Tuesday morning to a virtual and physical Inbox loaded with too many “to-do” items marked with a bright crimson ‘urgent’ stamp. It was enough to make me want to take a giant nap. So this is the cause and curse of my absence. I trust I will soon be able to extinguish this firestorm of chore and obligation (where is that vomiting pink elephant when I need him?) and return to some more regular action up on these pages. Perhaps I can even find time to post some more photos. They’re definitely worth checking out.

Did I tell you I have Tulips in my backyard. I finer homecoming I could not have written. Earth – I missed you.