Where is Jimbo?
As it happens, my friend Eric is cooling his heels in Scotland with his bride, no doubt drinking some excellent single malt, while I am sitting in front of this farookin’ computer. Anyway, before he left he asked if I would pop over to his site to stir up the pot a bit.
So, seeing as how I had nothing much to say here tonight, I decided to leave my brain dribbles over there.
