The State of the Tanktronic Union

Sooooo, it’s been a while since I’ve posted anything around here.

You know how when you haven’t called a friend in a while, and you know you really should call them, and you tell yourself you’ll wait for an important event to finally make the call, only then nothing  feels important enough to call out of the blue, and before you know it you haven’t spoken to a good friend for like four years?  Yeah, that’s sort of what happened here.

Well, that’s half the story.  The other half is that my life got back to “normal”.  And, wouldn’t you know it, “normal” has an insatiable appetite for your free time.  Juxtaposed against my previous unemployed life, where I could confidently list several things to accomplish each day, with enough breathing room between them to adequately bake the gooey dough of my thoughts into something edible, the requirements of gainful employ leave one with frustratingly little time for creating. Continue reading

because you have nothing better to do.