It's time for my bi-annual blog post. Whew. Lots to get to. Lottts to talk about. So much blogging about to happen. Our cerebral accounts are in so far in arrears over here (get it? our ears?) I may just blog for days. Welp, that's all for now. Gotta get the kids to sleep. See you all in 2019. Until then, happy blogging. 

Blog blog blog. Bloggy bloggy blog. Here I'll blog of blogarific archetypes. I'm a fiercely trained phrase writer. Trained on the mean streets and back alley (singular) of McComb, Mississippi. And I shall translate my impetuous idiom lobbing into a finely whittled blog. Starting and possibly ending with this post. It's a trial run.