I'm not around right now. Like a bird, I'm flying south for winter (well, a week anyway).
Unlike a bird I won't shit on you as I pass overhead.
There may or may not be wifi, my laptop may or not survive a strip-search, so I may or may not post / comment. I planned to schedule a post or two to amuse and entertain in the meantime, but time is running out... so I'll leave you with a little competition:
I'd like you to write me the worst opening sentence of a novel you can come up with. There'll be a 'super' prize* for the winner. You may want to read my previous post for inspiration - you may even want to start your sentence: 'It a was a dark and stormy night' but I won't hold you to that.
Post your answer as a comment. Tell your friends too - get me up to the 100 follower mark while I'm away so I miss it and feel terrible, why don't you?
* Well, a prize anyway - and you'll really get it too. I remember how skeptical Dave was about ever getting that camel prize until it turned up on his doorstep (sans three wise men). P.S. But it won't be a camel this time... I promise!