Dear reader,

These pages before you have been filled with sheep, and ponderings, and the occasional lyric. I long to ponder some more upon these pages, fill the spaces with words both eloquent and well put (well put).

But, alas, time is so limited. And the more I learn the more I know how little I know or understand.

I do so love putting thoughts into amusing musings.

So here I am again.

I highly doubt that this shall be a regular occurrence, but I do hope I shall find the time and the thoughts.

The secondary obstacle to my writing is the disorganized nature of my genius. To write well one has to think well. Lack of application delivers poor work, so I'm told.

But fun doesn't require serious appplication. See?

Do not despair, words of wisdom and folly may still come.