A chain of circumstances led to the realization that I haven’t checked my “author” email in several months, maybe even a year or more. Oh hell, that’s bad. I’m very sorry to anyone who tried to contact me. I don’t expect anyone to contact me, so I don’t look, and sometimes people do. Oops.
So hey, why don’t we take stock at this artificial dividing line between 2020 and 2021? (The new year is on April 1 in my books, let me be salty)
Last time I did this I scored it with a Canadian song that I love, so how about…
(“Whiteout Conditions”, the New Pornographers)
(Last time it was this one; I still love it, and I learned how to play it on ukulele this year, which tickles me to no end)
(I’m from the US, not Canada; y’all just have some musicians that I like. Plus socialized medicine)Continue reading New year! Check-in time.