As the lawnmower of fate advances towards the Hedgehog of hope which is the Greenwich Meridian, I shall wish you all a happy year ahead. I hope your joys continue, your fears drift into the ether and, above all, that you eat well and shit hard.
Happy New Year …ELR has always had its ups and downs , our disagreements as well but every year we push through whatever and still are here to help each other continue to learn and grow in this shared hobby…Thank You all for another great year here.
Well, it’s getting to the time when I am getting dragged out for door-to-door toasts with all nearby who have a welcoming heart, hearth, and drinks cabinet. So, Squirrel has left the building:
That point is going to bother me for a while. Your right that the 21st is generally shit in most sci-fi. Now I need to ponder one direct example which bucks the trend.