Iron Fist

It’s been a weird couple of weeks, hasn’t it?  Exceedingly tense and not a lot going on, what with the coming and going of that crazy holiday season, and here in the PacNW we were tantalized by the threat of snow, and then we had actual snow, and then there was still snow and we were going out of our minds, and then it left and feinted its return, but even though it was tense nothing really happened, did it?  We either had short work works or no work weeks for weeks and weeks, and then suddenly BLAM there was last week with five grueling days in a row and it seemed to go on for ever, and we all breathed a sigh of relief and drank a few margaritas when it was done with and said, “Well, at least THAT’S over with.”

But now that that shock has worn off, today’s the day that it sinks in that those of us who don’t take bank holidays have no more short weeks to look forward to until May, at least.  Months on end, and it’s cold and grey out, and it’s a bit dispiriting, isn’t it?  And then there was that build up throughout the week with those Twitter hints about TequilaCon, and then we finally made the announcement about when and where, so again we’ve got that weird balance of nervous energy and dragging apathy.

So what to do?  How do we burn that off and get back to normal?  How else but by starting this week off by letting your freak flag fly?

COMMENT ORGY.

Maybe you were around for the most recent one over at Hilly’s place.  Maybe this is new to you, so here’s how it works.  Leave a comment.  Or two.  Wait a while and come back, maybe with some ice cream or a cup of hot chocolate or something else entirely in one of your hands.   Leave another comment, or not, but we’re gonna keep going until we hit 100, and then we all get to carve another notch into our bedposts and the orgy will pop up somewhere else later.  Do a few stretches first if you need, and make sure you drink plenty of fluids.

You ready, people?

Have at it.

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