Warren (violator of the artistic proverb "ne sutor ultra crepidam") chides me with:
"Write something allready, Izzy! Congrats on the job stuff."

The thing is, I really meant that first post. My head is a vast, empty, uninteresting space right now. It has been getting worse for several years. I do hope that the new job will allow me space for a life and time to read. We'll see. But for now, my words of last December are still true:

"I haven't anything to say.

"Really.

"The only reason I got this ID was so I could respond to other people's blogs on a very occasional basis."


Sorry.