The distant future. I came ridiculously late to the gmail game--so late that I was unable to get a useable address. My name is apparently so common that I'm now stuck with a scramble of my nickname and middle initial--something I'd never use in real life--or a handle identical to that of the hotmail address I've been using since I was 16.
So I come equally late to the blogosphere and find myself with a hyphenated URL. It could be much worse, and at least the original Lizard Writes is still active. Anyway, I got tired of holding my tongue on my work blog (I'm still debating whether or not to link to that) and decided I wanted a place for my ideas.
That's all for now. Oh, that and Batman was terrifying.