Question of the Day

What time of year do you hate the most?

Well if you can’t tell by the lack of postings here lately, mid-winter malaise has hit me square in the chops like always. I go into hibernation mode a week or two after Christmas and stay in it until one day in early February when I wake up smack dab in the middle of the Mojave desert enjoying the soothing sounds of a 300+lb Elvis impersonator drain away all of life’s pains.