Greetings from the Burble Bin.

It's not much to look at, but it seems to do the job.

Or does it?

Here lies the archive of my mind.

I began this blog several years ago.

Isolated from social media due to a complex entanglement of real and imaginary threats to my person, my career and my pet cat, I needed a repository for my thoughts. What I'd forgotten is that I rarely have any worth writing down.

In these times of austerity, I'm very lucky to have a rolling contract with XenoPsyche, Inc. It's up for renewal in 2016, and I'm pretty sure they're not happy with my work. I must tell the world what I've learned, and this blog seemed best the way to do that.

Sadly, it's fallen into disuse. Nobody reads it, and I hardly ever update it.

Or do I?

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