Lord Have Mercy.

So: somehow the good people at The Straw have seen fit to allow me access to their website, which means that I will be posting blurred pictures of rampaging genitalia and excerpts from diaries written by paranoid schizophrenics on a somewhat-daily basis over there.

I don't know what they think they're doing, but no good could possibly come from this.

Also: I have just recently purchased many components for my Experiments In Learning How Electronic Stuff Works, so expect a lot of smoke to be coming from our house in the next couple of weeks.

Now: go to sleep. You've still got chores to do in the morning, and I ain't calling you more than once before I dump a bucket o' water on your head.