I know you missed your bi-daily dose of catfish

But life sort of caught up with me and,

well,

I was writing a little (see those posts below)

I just wasn't posting.

I wasn't picture taking either.

....

I still don't know what I am. Maybe I'll all things. Maybe I'm no thing. "Well, what do you do best?" I'll be asked. I dunno. Is being a smartass what you're looking for? "Well, what do you like to do?" I dunno. Does sleeping on the sofa and mostly only getting up to eat steak & cheese's count as an answer?

....

If I wasn't such a sweetheart of a guy, I'd have no redeeming qualities other than modesty.


editor's note: I had to go back and add two more older posts because I hadn't realized it had been that long.