Parries → Nothing to See Here 

Oh, it’s 2:20am and I’m tired, but I gotta write something, right? If I fall off the rails just this once, that’s it, I’ll be off them for good, and this will have been a very short-lived blog.

I’ve thought about writing about Brighton, my new home. About how it seems pretty intense for a small town, full of geeks. About how it’s pleasant for me to be in a British town that seems more 19th century-looking than contemporary. About some of the places and streets I gravitate to. About our wee home here. But I can’t be arsed. I’ve just been reading a bit here and there at Brighton Bloggers and I still can’t be arsed. I’ve looked at Lileks’ Bleats lately and his entries are lame as well, so if the great one can have an off period, then I can as well, right?

A non-entity of an entry. Lileks’ excuse is that he’s finishing off a book. Well, I’m finishing off a web site—does that count? Yawning a lot here. So it’s goodnight from me, and it’s goodnight from him, and I’ll be better at this tomorrow.