Nothing funny about feldspar

The problem with spouting off and saying “hey! I can have categories if I move to a new host/new software system!” is that now that I’m here, I don’t know how to categorize the crap I write.

And of course, I wanted to have a splashy (yet thoughtful, well-considered, and tasteful) first post here at the New and Improved Rock Pile but my teeny brain has elected to neglect my desires in favor of sleep. That’s right folks, I’m typing this while my genteel self is unconscious.

I think it was all the sun I got yesterday — more on that some other time. Real posting to commence after a bit…