Welp, I finally drank all that ouzo. And that "welp" wasn't me addressing you, my loyal reader, as a young scrappy upstart. I was sorta saying "well" and adding a "p" to give it a homey rural tint. Did it work? I dunno. Seamus doesn't know. Anyway, things are pretty much back to normal. I've been hopping around the net finding tons of awesome people search links. And I've been trying to avoid all my whelps. I mean, my kids. Not totally, but they can be pretty annoying. I'm sure all the parents reading can attest to that. Holler! I love saying that. It embarrasses my kids so much. Muahaha. Is it sad that as a parent my goal in life has become publicly embarrassing my children? Oh well. I need to get some sort of fulfillment out of this life. Other than that, I've been trying to find people like usual. I think I've gotten to the point where I can find a person, any person, if I want to. And this is purely using people search engines. Oh and I totally want the Milk Desk. Heard of it? Check Rant Farm - To the Milk Desk. Seamus out!