Johanne-fac-totum, amateur radio operator, eternally in search of a good breakfast, severe weather junkie, gadget tweaker, spam-hater, Lutheran for life, tilter-at-windmills, collector of pithy and humorous Latin phrases, self-proscribed science geek and weather prognosticator, root beer snob (seeker of the Lost Root Beer Mine), Ragamuffin, music aficianado, Doctor Who fan, one of the boys with an I.Q. of two thousand and five, lover of cartoons and comic strips, defender of the Earth, mage in training, unconformity personified, licensed Beeblebroxologist.. Nemo Me Impune Lacessit.. These are a few of my favorite things, although not all of my favorite things, that make me feel real loose like a long-necked goose, and oh, bay-buh, that's what I like. With all due respect (and a good sneer) to Ian Shoales, I gotta go.
Do whatever you have to. Push your fingers, say a prayer, think of a basket of kittens. But do not give in to the fear. Because: I am and always will be the optimist. The hope for
far-flung hopes and dreamer of improbable dreams. The wheels are in
motion. Done. But things happened and there was stuff and shenanigans. Beautiful word: Shenanigans. Hello everyone! Guess who? Please, point a gun at me if it helps you relax. You're only human. You should always waste time when you don't have any. Time is not the boss of you...Rule 408.