Wine from the Finest Grapenuts

There are times in our lives when we must begin a sentence with an annoying cliche.

Anyway, things have been going well as of late. Stuff has happened while other things haven't and in the end I've grown older as a person. It's times like these that I sit back and reflect on how much time I have left before I need to go to bed.

I know what makes me a man and it's not (just) my fabulous genitalia. If I told you what else made me a man it would give away my secret and make me seem far less mysterious and in this day and age of satellite photographs, night vision goggles, and telescopic microphones, a man can use all the mystery he can get.

Now, as for my agenda today, I've decided to give all my readers a giant hug. But only the local ones. That pretty much just leaves Gabe. Actually, I don't even think he reads this. So, that leaves no one.

I'm so lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely. I have nobody of my own.