This isn't one of them and so, at the risk of going an entire month (more really) without a post, what comes next is these brief words. Let's just go ahead and ask for this cold-ass winter to end. Because that might not happen right away, perhaps car commercials could stop running facsimile versions of popular songs in order to, I would expect circumvent royalty payments to the rightful owners of such intellectual property.
Honestly though, the reason for my lack of posting, aside from usual excuses humans might make of being busy and so on, is that there is precious little to go and complain about, certainly on the Internet level. But then, while this was spawned as a sounding board for my gripes, much of the griping is in jest, merely a coping mechanism for the day-to-day.
And as this day draws to a close I formally request I tuck my ass into bed. Welcome to March y'all: may the tidings be warm, even if the weather is brutally cold.