Gooseberrybumps.

I know it's here.  I think about it all of the time.  But when I sit down to write, I get distracted or frustrated or bored with what I have to say.  And, next thing you know, I'm backspacing, deleting, or just not writing at all...staring blankly into this neglected blog o' mine.

So let's start with a quick update.

I got a new job.  I LOVE it.  Love.  I'm doing something that makes a difference.  O, and I have my own office.  Wait...did I write all of this somewhere already?  Sheesh.

I just ate a strawberry that gave me goosebumps.

I miss live music at dives like BB's Blues, Jazz, and Soups.

I miss girls.

I'm gonna have another strawberry.  Wait.

Wow...I seriously don't think I've ever eaten anything (shut up those of you with your minds in the gutter) that has given me goosebumps like this.  (And, now, I'm thinking about TJ...thanks gutterminds.)  Wow. I'm totally having an affair with Strawberries right now.  It is the strangest thing I've ever experienced.

Ok...that's really all I can write right now.  Wow.