Having given myself an idiot's headache setting up this bleeping blog, I am now compelled to feed it, Seymour.
Dear God, have I taken on yet another mouth to feed? And, no, I do not have a lisp. There are no mice of any description to be found here. I'm fairly sure.
I feel an insidious addiction growing and it is only hours old. My name is Red Haze, and I Blog. Where's the support group now?
