Hey there, just a quick note to 1) show this blog still has a pulse and 2) push that damn Ham Head off the top of the screen. I have been recovering from my vacation this week. Sounds odd, I know, but I think most people understand what I mean. I have several things on the back burner that I will write about eventually, but right now I have little inclination and even less time.
That said, sometimes things just happen. Turns out I have been a spiritual traveller lately, speaking through inanimate (although cute) objects in Texas:
Please don't ask how or why such a thing would happen, because I don't know, but Steve A's "Kermit" has been channelling me or I have been possessing it as he has begun to honk when subjected to less than smooth pavement.
I guess I love smooth pavement so much that it has become a mystical force the power of which I obviously cannot properly comprehend. Also I am into honking. Upon reading of this development, I suffered an attack of WTF, wondering what Kermit possessed by Rantwick would look like:
Yikes! Combine this picture with that Ham Head and one might think this blog is becoming quite macabre in style and content... I promise to get back to non-scary nonsense in the future. In the meantime, I remain:
Yer Pal,
R A N T W I C K 