The weather outside is frightful.

And we all know what happened last time.

Come talk to me. Shoot the shit, ask me questions, keep me company. I’m bored and cold. There’s a crapton of you and like only 3% have actually introduced yourselves to me.

And, yes, Craftsmate’s going to come by again. Sheesh.

EDIT: Thank you for the fun, you guys. And now I am off to bed.