Three posts in one evening. Trying to wear out my welcome. Easiest job in the world, if you're me... Ho-kay, let's try to be less caustic. No, not gonna. I wanna be like Gauguin whose grave is well tended and easy to find, unlike the Catholic bishop, so enraged by Gauguin's dalliances with young island women, who is buried nearby in a grave that's overgrown with weeds.

Okay, I've started a blog. Wow. I'm sure this'll be in the papers tomorrow. I think I'll celebrate with some cognac. No, you're not invited. Who the hell are you, anyway? That was a rhetorical... oh never mind.

My first blog post. Need something that'll knock them dead. I like to feed squirrels and hummingbirds. Yeah, that's killer. How about a good philosophical question... why the hell am I not in bed yet? Up there with why the hell are you reading this uninspired pap, anyway? Hang on... it'll get better. Soon. In terms of geological change.