I would say that my self deprecation is second rate at best.

We thought it was a limitless resource but… Twitter just announced that it has just about run out of tweets. 17 are left and they are rationing them out very very carefully.

In order to minimize the effort when the time eventually arrives, I’ve come up with the perfect words for my tombstone: “Not the world’s best dancer”.

I feed the kids, I feed the cat. In the evening I feed the Mosquitoes.