Yeah, I'm Ken's Uncle. Whatever.
I'm a problem drinker, not an alcoholic. Big difference.
Ken's mentioned this "DAC" (he pronounces it dee-ay-see) to me on a number of occaisions
so I figured I should drop by and check it out for myself, uncomfortable as I might be with
all these spacebook and twitface interweb social experments you young folk use to slander
each other with these days.
Anyway, as I said, he's mentioned quite a few of you folks by name, if only as the curious
coded aliases you all use to identify yourselves here. Hello to Beefeater, Craig Calypso,
The Count, Lisa The Tatooed Vegan, S. Spliff, Tractor Boy, HeyNigel!, and the four or five
of you named "Dave".
Nice to meet you.
And, yes, my nephew is missing. If you want to know more about that, see here
. And here
as well, maybe. Gonz and I are back from our trip to his place in New Hamphire and have tirelessly
scouted every watering hole south of Berlin with no sign of him. More on that at some point.
If either of us can remember any of it.