ScarySquirrelMan Will Be Up A Tree Until Further Notice

as if i wasn't already. the dreaded moving date speeds ever closer. i finally have a moving company to ship my pitifully few pieces of furniture and ghastly many baseball trading cards ( retirement fund). i still don't have a place to live up there in the Great Northwest, but am working towards remedying that. my BMW still sits in the driveway looking at me with its huge Aryan puppy dog eyes as if to say "was ist los? hast du gone completely verkacht?" as i try to sell it and drop the price almost daily. eventually, the price will be so low i'll go into debt when someone actually buys it. and probably owe them lunch, too.
anyway, it's become fairly obvious by now to all of my thousands of readers (dear, dear little people) that i am become a bit busy. patience, my preciouses. patience. parting is such sweet sorrow. but we shall reunite, you and i. in a land much greener, a land much wetter, a land much fishier. where the skanks are real animals and everybody knows their names.
until then, buck up little fellas. and watch out for falling coconuts.

(update) i meant skinks, not skanks. and, uh, upon reflection, i don't think there are any up there. so, i'm going to leave the original spelling intact and hope there are some of the former instead.