It's been a while. How have you been? Sit down, take the comfortable chair by the fire. No, no, don't get up. Would you like a drink? Here, let me show you something.
Life has not magically gotten any better since we've last met; your fears still nag at your beating heart and the warming spring air only fills you with anxiety rather than relief. Nothing has changed and you are no exception. Your only reprieve remains tacos and the dread fear of a dead or uncaring god.
Same taco time, same taco place. Rejoice in the glow a 7:00 pm setting sun and tacos, also bourbon. Bad prizes can be yours if you only somehow win a contest. If you don't RSVP and yet show up I will somehow draw blood from you by the end of the night.
