Where the HELL have I been??!!

Ummm... Right here. Just lazy.
Lots of shit been goin' on, lot 'o water under the bridge/over the dam since last year.
Since this is just a loosening-up exercise - leading up my being a more regular Internet pain-in-the-ass - I'll not monopolize a lot of time on tales of my rehabilitation and get right to the many (Not very) things that's been the haps of late.
"I didn't do it!"

Anyway, first some silly shit that further reinforces my fervent belief that this country needs a draft:

One John B. Cavender reckons that the video-game generation may need a heads-up before they decide to put on the suit.
Let's just say; recruiters are lying liars and you could end up having some chick up in your grill - or worse - a fella with a tan better than yours.
Beware. His brother was in and clued him up. For armed is almost as good as having forearms, maybe better.
He's only got one comment (???) so give the brother some love. he's only trying to help.

See also - It's old but can never be read enough -You can go strangle yourself with that yellow ribbon, or, here is what I want you to do instead of shaking my hand

 Whew... this has been tiring.
Me for some beer and fucking-off.

By the way, the file-based, woolly-bear inspired V-42 pictured above was built by my friend/protege/brother/partner/competitor, Donkey.
The bastard.

Go there...
Now.