‘Tis quite fortunate that any reader here is very much mythical. Otherwise one might wonder at the lack of updates.

Well, first of all, as your mad admin, I simply didn’t have anything to say. As last year went on, I thought about making a quick post, now and again, but… why? Then I started to wonder if I could go an entire year without making any new posts here.

Yes. Yes, I could.

No need to do that this year, though. I might throw caution to the wind and post three, maybe even four, more times this year!

Your mad admin is increasing in age. This is true of every human not already dead, of course. But with increase of age comes an appreciation of new sources of pleasure.

For instance, I have a nigh unholy glee in taking a nap. Just wandering back to the bedroom and throwing myself down on the bed for a quick bout of slumbering. I’ve always been a huge proponent of sleep, but now that I can sleep pretty much whenever I want, it’s pure joy.

I might be aged enough now to also find shaking my canes at people to be enjoyable. I will perform rigorous testing and report any future results.

Okay, so your mad admin has not been posting much of late. As per usual, of course. It’s not like there are any actual readers that must be placated with content.

I just don’t really have anything to say. Well, that’s not completely accurate. I have things I could say. I do have opinions on whatever the topic of the day is. (Ever notice that there always seems to be a topic of the day?) I just don’t think my saying it is worth the bother.

I seem to not suffer from what most people, at least online, seem to suffer from: the narcissistic idea that my every fleeting thought is of such monumental importance that it simply must be shared with the entirety of the world. Because my thoughts aren’t that important. They mostly consist of things like “I can’t quite reach that spot on my back that’s itching,” or perhaps “I wish I could still eat my way through an Arby’s like I could when I was young.” Hardly earth-shattering.

So… I don’t. Say anything. I only come here to write something once in a while, to prove the domain isn’t inactive, so that someone doesn’t steal it, which would make me have to get a new email address, which is quite bothersome.

I suppose, as your Mad Admin, I should make one last post here at the end of the year.

I still don’t really have anything to say, though. That seems sort of strange, I know; everywhere else on the internet are people pouring out every thought (or more often, emotion) that enters their head. I fail to see much point in that.

I’m sure some head shrinker somewhere would claim I’m depressed and want to pump me full of drugs. I am not depressed though — I am merely melancholy.

Next year I might start posting a bit about anime again. That’s unlikely to cause anyone to hunt me down and eliminate me. I mean, it’s not a guarantee or anything. The odds are low, but not zero.