Hello?

Remember earlier today when I said I'd be back with more later tonite and you didn't believe me? Take that, bitches!

Eh, who am I talking to? My 6th grade English teacher always said that in order to connect with the reader, you have to write directly to the audience (although not necessarily address them -- or call them bitches, for that matter), so I have to imagine someone is reading this.

In truth, I have no way of knowing if that's a fact. I'm pretty good with spells and potions and such, but none of that voodoo works on the Internet. I've tried. Being a rather non-technical person, I have no way of knowing who in the world wide web might be hitting this page, or dialing my url or whatever the appropriate term might be.

If you're out there, I just figured out how to allow comments.

Beep! Leave a message.

Consistently Inconsistent

WTF -- The end of March already?

Remember, in my last post, when I said "more later" ...? Turns out later meant two months.

After yet another year on the run, I have finally settled down and am living with my undead brother in suburbia. This place is more frightening than than a canibal's kitchen, although much cleaner and well-groomed -- on the surface, anyway. They don't advertise violence here, its where they hide the bodies.

I have begun to suspect or neighbor is a serial-killer, but that could just be the paranoia setting in. My only evidence of foul play is an over-abundance of ghastly, dismembered ghosts who walk about the backyard. Based on prior experience, such testimony does little to enlighten local authorities.

Now I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date. This time when I say "more later," I mean later tonite when I return.

Let's see if my consistently inconsistent ways prove me a liar...