Aside from telling you I've missed you all day long,

*Happy New Year and Groundhog's Day. Let's do the twist!
*A slight bout of work-aholicism has caught me lately (hence the endurance of Bart's image), though I am looking forward to turning this experience into a poem including the line, but not titled, the taste of nails (the metal kind which attach things like artwork to things like walls) - though I have a sneaking suspicion someone has already poeticized the taste of nails... Eh? Anyone want to check into that?
* I turned 25 and am not impressed by the quarter-century cache. 24 could kick 25's ass at anything, particularly arm-wrestling, whale-watching, slicing brownies into smaller brownies, focusing a lens, copying, pouring and turning socks inside out.
*An excellent cold-weather recipe: Shepherd's Pie With Bacon or Ham. Eat it today.