Still Living the High Life

Hi. It's me.

Ken, remember?

Yeah.

Well.

This is the post that tells you that I'm still very much alive. Still something of a perv, but still alive.

This is also to tell you that something new is coming. Something glorious and low-carb and robotic. More blogging, for one thing. Like, every day blogging. But with some changes. Most prominently, it is with great sadness that I announce that Ariel, my comrade-in-keyboards for a decade, has chosen to spread her sexy-ass wings and fly to brighter horizons. I wish her the best, and still wonder how she managed to get out of town without ever sitting on my face while wearing her jeans.

But here, as Walt Disney said before they froze him, we keep moving forward. I have found a worthy female co-conspirator with whom I shall soon begin devising plans to conquer the world. Or at least to get laid on a semi-regular basis.

If you are a fan of news and excitement, then you picked a bloody excellent time to be alive, mate. Watch this space for a link to the new place. And, as always, hickies are both welcomed and encouraged.