Justin Who?

Well a piss-week effort with the blogging Uncle Justin... Brav<fucking>o. I'm not actually sure how I can redeem myself from the lurky depths of Internet obscurity. So much has passed under the bridge since my last post.

- Christmas 2013.
- A new year.
- Aussies reclaiming the ashes
- Something something Winter Olympics
- Russia genuinely believing their country big enough to span 8 separate time zones isn't enough so decide to land grab from the Ukraine.
- The tragic, but fascinating disappearance of a commercial plane
- The 4th season of Game of Thrones
The...

Hang on Goats. As valuable a hand as the Meme pussy. I throw down this card of redemption...

Game Of Goats

Yes I am a shitty blogger. Now shut up and read.

Well, once I reboot the memory bank and figure out what shenanigans the Heckler has been up to since the last blog, I will post it at some random point in blogs to come. But for now there are stories to tell and stories to be told. I encourage you to keep visiting this blog, for in coming posts I will inform you of my next project for 2014.... It's totally epic. But not only that, it has the capability to transform into an epic failure; you know the saying, "To bite of more than you can chew"? Oh well now let me tell YOU; I intend to bite, chew, swallow, digest and eject FAR more than I can chew. Be prepared to put on you straight face, look me in the eyes and say, "hey, nice try <loser> - I'd never have gotten anywhere near as far as you did, <cause I am not dumb enough to try that>".

But stories. I have stories. For starters, the Heckler has been dormant, locked away under the stairs for going on 5 weeks now. Oh, she is in oh so perfect working order still so new and sexy.

Sad to say the rider hasn't been though. It all started one dreamy night in March...

But to tell the story now would be to waste the opportunity to create 2 separate blog entries when I can draw it out over two now, isn't it?

Ciao!
Justin.