Happy Erastide!

It's chocolate day here in sunny rain-soaked Queensland. We have, for the little darlings and ourselves:

  • A big bucket full of small mixed chocolates
  • TWO firkin huge assortments which will be for sharesies later on
  • A mind-boggling amount of sweeties.

So yeah. Today counts as a carb feast.

Tomorrow, it shall be a supreme effort for me to ration out anything that's left over. It will be a herculean effort of will to avoid whatever's lying around, too.

Today, though, my herculean effort seems to be in staying focussed enough to actually write something. I've been faffing about online for two freaking hours, some of which was consumed in making some audio for my upcoming podcast.

Which, thanks to the helpful brain of Mayhem, is now called Inter-Mission. We decided that nut puns would not fly in this day and age. I didn't want anyone getting the wrong idea about what kind of podcast this is going to be.

I have decided that I'm going to use the Story-Advert-Story-Music format until such time as I have Q's to A, sponsors to spruik, or longer stories to get through. A half hour of stuff, for your listening pleasure.

As soon as I know how long it takes to make one, I can have a regular release schedule.

Of course, I'm still working on the stuff for just episode ONE, so this is going to take a while.

In the meantime, I shall focus on my usual bizarre output.