I should post something...

For the past little while there's been something or other kicking around in the generally empty cavern that is my skull, but it's not quite ready yet. It's almost like a tumbleweed rolling its way across the desert, slowly gathering grass and dried brush, only to become a slightly bigger and not much more menacing tumbleweed. Or perhaps like a snowball rolling down a mountain, gathering more snow and eventually consuming unsuspecting skiers, snowboarders and bladers alike, that'll teach them for being so smug in their turtleneck sweaters and drinking their hot cocoa.

Now although I like the sound of the latter, very much so, I'm afraid it's more of the former, the only thing that bad boy is consuming is your patience, and my dignity.

For now, I leave you with that, and a few happy holiday wishes.

Rock on kids.