Goddammit, dear reader, I’ve been so busy, I missed Burns Night!  It was last Saturday night.  I drank significant whiskey, but that was just circumstantial because it was a Saturday night…not specifically for Robert Burns.  I don’t remember what I had for dinner, but it certainly wasn’t haggis, it certainly wasn’t on a silver platter piped in with bagpipes, and I certainly did not read/perform a rendition of the Address to a Haggis.  Shit.  

And then I missed the 175th anniversary of the publication of The Raven yesterday.  And I had no whiskey yesterday.  In fact, I was woefully sober all day…inappropriately so for such a momentous occasion.  I’m really falling down on the job here, tolerant reader.  I am getting some writing done, though.  So there’s that.  

N.P.: “He Is” – Ghost