It would appear that the Intarwebz has landed you at the doorstep of the world's only living (redheaded right-handed) Warrington. I'm willing to stake twenty dollars Mexican on that right now, cash on the barrelhead no questions asked no holds barred.

You can tell it's getting later in the day if you've followed my progress in setting up this website and the ones that came before it on other websites. I'm a bit more loose-tongued at 11pm than I was at 11am.

The fire's cracklin' and the snow is falling and the dog is barking in his sleep and the cat is curled up next to em and the bay is asleep and the missus is asleep and all is quiet but for the tapping of my two index fingers. clickity clackety.

I've got to get up at 6:30 to head to the church for the breakfast program. That's an early morning for me, but I'm all right with it as Henry and I head to a cafe for a bagel and coffee afterward while the missus teaches writing. It's a fund date for us.