I had all of these plans for the first entry. I’ve been planning to start a blog for weeks, maybe even months, maybe even my whole life–and I’d been crafting that first, perfect monologue.
Not going to happen, due to sweetsweet Moscato and a zombie trance brought about by spending too much time concerned with the Internet’s various blabberings de jour.
I’m sure that someday soon I’ll talk to you about something important. Books, politics, culture? I know, you don’t care.
Whatever. Goodnight.
