I changed my mind. I’m relegating my Twitter posts to the sidecar- er, sidebar.

[Cough.]

You may now return to your regularly scheduled interweb activities.

[Pause.]

Fine. I’ll go. But I know you’re going to look at porn.

Yeah. I’ve discovered Twitter. I’ve even managed to tack it into the rear end of Space Monkey Pants like Eeyore’s tail.

So… while I’m still locked in the death-grip of this NEVERFREAKINGENDINGTIMECRUNCH… I will, at least, be able to put something up here for your viewing pleasure.

The true minutia of my life.

I can feel you tremble with anticipation.

…

PS: If you feel so inclined, you can also follow my twittish activities on my Twitter page. Same great taste. Just as many bananas.