All work and no play, you know...

Hello from the internet!

The Shirtmaster has been on a serous jag of...ummm...seriousness lately, so today we're going lighten things up a bit - that means no talk of injustice, prejudice, mistreatment or cruelty; not a word about genocide, hatred or the immolation of the human spirit through revenge. There will be no irony-laden commentary about Machiavellian cynicism, behavioural inconsistancies or the up-is-down-left-is-right spin that allows people to do bad things while telling themselves they are good things.

So, now that you're all ready for some fun, I have some bad news. All fun for today has been cancelled. Repeat: There will be no fun. Some kind of national security issue, I think.

Just kidding. The Shirt likes to fun around like that from time to time, too. It's just one of the things it does. You see, it has had the same head on for a little while now, and it tends to get bored. So bored that it starts to get a little flaky; making bandana-cream pies, painting racing stripes on it's lawnmower, stuff like that.

I know, I know. Sounds a little wacky. Maybe more than even wacky - daffy, perhaps!