I was poked out of my web-logging retirement by somebody commenting on my web-log. I thought, at first, it was a spammer, but I was not so lucky: it was a 1L. Ew.
If you must know, I'm still a bad man. I've taken up picking up heavy things and putting them down since it's too cold out to run and, besides, running isn't actually exercise as most people do it. It just makes you weak and sickly.
I'm planning on taking some graduate classes in some crap next semester if the employer approves, which they should.
And I am always seeking justice. And battling cosmic evil. When I'm not watching Doctor Who.