Well, things have been pretty slow here in story land. The minions of life have raised their armies against your humble storyteller. There is lot of shit going around and I'm somehow trying to make sense out of it all and in the meanwhile the stories are getting logged up in the back of my head, screaming, begging, and threatening me to write write write write or fucking die. I'm not dead yet, but i can not even write. Writer's block this is not, because I know what That feels like.
This is a weird case of life, which can happen to any of us. All i can do right now, is promise you that I will be back with new, crazy, funny and weird stories. I do not know when I'll get back to writing, maybe right after this or maybe another week. I truly have no idea. My brain right now, is Bummed.
Anyway, hope you all are doing fine out there, and life is treating you damn well, as it should be.
Hope your drinks are solid and you have people to drink with, and well may all the good shit happen to you :)