isn’t it just February 23, 2013 Uncategorized Bits of life in one hundred and forty characters. Life in haiku; in bite-size digestible chunks. Low social media profile of late. Elaine was worried. It’s okay. Winter is for hibernation. I am limping along, stingy with my reserves. Previous Postnext Next PostI Neanderthal. Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *CommentName* Email* Website Save my name, email, and site URL in my browser for next time I post a comment. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.