It's Sunday morning, almost noon. I'm still in bed, and my computer just gave me the "low battery" warning, but I'm determined to not get out of bed to get the power cord. Seems like a perfectly ambitious start to a blog. I'm imagining a time when this is at the bottom of a long, hilarious and insightful list of posts – won't it be cute, humble and quaint then?
I have big plans, you see. In fact, you could say that my future is so bright that I gotta wear a welding mask under a beekeeper's suit AND a whole bottle of SPF 40. You could say that, but think carefully before you do. And look around to see who might hear you.