Clams on the halfshell, and rollerskates

Long time no blog, or however the saying goes. I would love to say that the time gap between posts was due to my research of how crazy foxes really are, but that's not the case. Another thing yet to be determined is what "knocked out cold turkey" means. The good things in life still remain the same. You know, driving under a bridge as a train is traveling overhead and watching that strand of hair which managed to separate from the rest of the bun sway in the breeze.