A Gathering Storm

Alright… so:

“The Wheel of Time turns and Ages come and go, leaving memories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth returns again.”

Sound familiar to anyone?

Yeah, I thought so.

If you are at all like me and have read at least one of the twelve books in the series you’ve read that line at least once. What does that line signify? Well it pretty much signifies that yup, even after RJ’s passing the Wheel still turns. A Gathering Storm, the twelfth book in the series was just released a few days ago. Penned by Brandon Sanderson from RJ’s copious notes it looks to be another massive brick of a book. I’ve only got a couple of chapters in so far and as of yet I haven’t been able to detect any real difference in voice between BS and RJ’s writing, though I suspect as we near the end of the book and the parts that RJ wrote prior to his passing we’ll start to see more of BS and less of RJ. Right now though I don’t care. as long as I don’t have to walk the fucking road to Caemlyn again I’ll be fine. So far so good… I’ll keep you posted.

T Minus One Month (Give or Take)

So in a little under a month, the growth that has been hindering Tamara’s sleep will be excised and I will be the proud parent of a new baby wetums doll. Or something along those lines. Yup, that’s right… approximately 30 days from now is when the little squidlet is due and I can’t wait. No clue as to the baby’s gender as of yet, so that’ll be fun. Stuff around here isn’t ready yet at all… sigh! Such is the life of a hectic homeowner I guess.

I’ll post more once the time is nigh and obviously I’ll spam the obligatory newborn baby pics.

Ugh.. next I’ll be corralling you all into watching my home movies of the vacation to butt-fuck, nowhere. Bah!

Anyways, I shall spam more later. In the interim there is laundry to do and boxes to unpacketh. Yay me!