Uhoh. The Splut goes interactive. I actually enjoyed sending random emails and getting no response too, pout.

Charlotte Bronte. And I have NO idea how I knew that. Ask me to name all 50 states and I'll walk away. But Charlotte Bronte I got. I've never read a Bronte book in my entire freaking life either.

I thought of you New Years Eve (west coast whut!). I was watching Adult Swim, laughing and gasping at the things they got away with, wondering if I was the only loser in the world at home, watching Cartoon Network on NYE. Then I thought "Hey, I bet old Splutty Splut might be watching!" Eh. I have no life.

Occasionally I find myself singing quietly "My name is... SHAKEZULA!" and "Meatwad get the honies, see..." Again. Lifeless.

Glad to hear Byron is ok, I have to go back and read up on when/how you learned he was deaf.