If there are, we’ll all be dead. But only if you collide head-on. For then your life would be gone. I’ll stop this rhyming, I mean it. Could you interest me in a peanut?
Anyways… Riffing off a favorite movie aside, I am here to inform you of the many ramblings I have planned. Inconceivable, right? Rest assured, there will be R.O.U.S.’s (Ramblings Of Unusual Size) aplenty in the days ahead.
First up on the course of ramblings shall be my thoughts on the movie adaptions of The Hobbit and Les Miserables. I enjoyed them, but… I’ll leave that for my rambling. In conjunction with this I shall be uploading a piece to dA concerning my thoughts on adaptations. Rather inconceivable that I should do so, I know.
Following that shall be a look back at 2012. I’ve had quite the year from food poisoning to a friend’s mawage, that bwessed awangment, that dweam wifin a dweam. I’ve been through heat and cold with some typhoons for good measure. So you are welcome to join me in my reminiscing on the eve of a new year. Expect some mention of hopes for the new year.
And then shall follow a six-fingered rambling. Or is it six ramblings–one for each of the days of my recent adventure? Either way writing them will take a miracle! Such things as eating spicy fried chicken wings with chopsticks, Spain’s anvitions, climbing up the Winding Stair into Narnia, magnetic soap, “escaping” the rain in a lava tube, and a dragon trying to eat a Ramada Hotel will be presented for your enjoyment! Inconceivable? I think not!
After that I shall work on resuming a regular schedule and sticking to it. I may finally use my round tuit to talk about my novel progress or do some more re-imagining.
As a parting gift, I leave you with a link to The Red Wheelbarrow, the poem my friends in high school used to send me over the edge of the cliffs of insanity (and yes, I’ve been to the actual cliffs, but it was foggy that day, so that’s one more reason to return to Ireland). So much depends…
Blessings and peace!