Substantiation

OK, there's been a rumour floating about that I was kidnapped by a gun-toting midget from Indianapolis who has a penchant for Dewar's and Tiparillos.

This is patently untrue. She prefers Winchesters.

In any event, I am back (finally) to set the record straight.


I am in love.


Can you stand it?

This has stuck me square between the eyes and buckled my knees. But like the superstitious fool I am, I don't want to jinx it by talking about it. Hopefully I can come up for air avery now & again to post here. I miss doing it, miss all your comments.

Thanks for waiting for me.