I'm Not Dead (yet)
The deal (with myself) is I post at least one entry a month on this little-viewed blog. And, as I often do, I'm cutting it close.
I'm trying to finish another draft of something by this Friday. Where does the time go?
April. I despise April. If I ever have a daughter, I will never name her April because it inspires dread. It's the deadline for taxes which is such a pain in the ass. Particularly during lean years.
Next few months are going to be critical.