It’s 12:03, Jan. 3, 2022 – three days into the New Year, three years into the pandemic, and three variants into it’s mutations. How far will it go? When will it end? *Will* it end? Who’s to say?nnI won’t shite on this blog post with negativity like I have been doing lately (due to lack of sleep, probably), but instead will just keep it simple.nnI sit up on this 18 degree morning and finish off a pipe of Double-pressed Kentucky tobacco (second to last bowl of the stuff – just in time to see the SG Navy Flake arrive), and also off a cup of instant black coffee. Double-scoop. Bold. And beautiful.nnI feel OK. All is good. Back soon

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