Of Perverts, Prophets and Posts

After the New Year’s Eve revelry, the hangover.  After the pre-holiday excitement of posting to my first blog, the post-holiday realization that it’s already time to post again.  Doh! Not that posting is comparable to a hangover…

The first lick is the sweetest

Actually, I’m not sure that’s true.  Maybe the sweetest is the second lick, after the flavor has been recognized by the taste buds.  Or it might be the seventh, after the complex intermingling of tastes have seemed to infuse the entire mouth, and the tongue can’t stop itself from reaching for an eighth…