I suppose I am back in the routine after being on vacation. Woohoo. I’ve successfully thrown flaming sacks of dog poo (readily available to me) at anyone making a comment in any way resembling “I thought you went to the beach, so where’s your tan?”.
I had gazillion emails to catch up on at the 9 to 5 and I suppose I’m back into the swing of things in that regard as well. But, as we must retain a Swiss-like neutrality on this here blog about the four letter word that begins with a “w” and ends with a “k”, we’ll just leave it at that.
That’s it, I got nothin’.