As is my habit on the Sabbath, I gather my family unto my bosom; and reflect on what is; what was; and what will be.
Failing that, I thought I'd bore my blogistas with musings random and sundry.
Sometime tonight the Sitemeter counter will click over 1,000 hits. So thanks each and every one of you, even if you've never returned, in which case don't let the doorknob hit ya where the Good Lord split ya.
It's been a . . . crazy rocket ride to the Top Of The, uh, Middle Of The, hmmm, Lower Middle, ah, forget it.
Also Crimsonblog was offline through most of the day; so my apologies to any who were inconvenienced. Both of you.