Haven't you ever had one of those mornings where you feel all groggy and hungover like you tied one on in some hotel? It's been feeling like that lately as I try to play beat the clock with these pages... ( Remember boys and girls: Henny is plenty, with only Remy as a backup. Drink responsibly...)
I've also added a player to this thing, my 'Nil-Harmonic Sound Revolver'; to kinda occupy your senses a little as you try and figure out what the hell I'm talking about from one entry to the next. Listen to the sound ninja and I'll get back to ya soon.