I've had a quiet New Year's so far, the wife and I cuddled in bed and watched the ball drop on television. She cooked a huge rib eye and brought home this beautiful lemon tart for dessert. We had some nice intoxicants, including a delicious dessert wine she had picked out and some very good beer I had selected. We danced in Second Life for a little while, we dined and got stoned, and I got a kiss at midnight. Today hasn't been much different, save for the meals being simpler (the steak was good chopped up on a roll with horseradish sauce). It's been a very enjoyable weekend thus far.
agents don't do housework
Secret agents thrive in places like Washington, Tehran and Beijing, have more high-tech gadgetry than Saturday morning cartoons and never get caught washing the tub or doing their own laundry. This is how I know I'm not a secret agent.
Jan 1, 2012
Nov 11, 2011
So, Here We Are Again
Some of you may have noticed that I've dismantled quite a few blogs over the past year. There were blogs about Second Life, and blogs concerning theology. There was a blog about finding work, and probably one more I'm just not conjuring up at the moment. So as I was in the process of giving other things a rest, I gave blogging a rest, too. I wanted to see if I still felt like writing, and if so, where that should go.
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