Good morning happy readers,

I wanted to just put out a quick note that some other worldly factors prevented me from putting a post together last night – namely the fact that I was up until 4am Sunday reading The Hunger Games, Tim Tebow competently threw a football in a spiraling fashion, and the Hawks crapped the bed yet again to rival Detroit – so I just decided to crawl under the covers last night and pretend Sunday, January 8th never really happened. 

What?  You’re looking at me like reading a tween-serial drama is the worst part of that sentence.  It’s good.  It really is.  Better than Twilight at least (I’ve only seen those movies, never read the books… I swear). 

Expect a pile of content this week.  Just let me get back on some semblance of a schedule.