Well, I've got to hand it to 2020 (pun to be explained). After spending multiple days working on the lengthy three part review of the past year, the dying-but-still-dangerous year has gifted me with a flare-up of carpal tunnel syndrome which doesn't allow me more than a couple of minutes at a time at the keyboard.
So I'm taking the day off for a bit of reluctant healing, my left hand and wrist tightly bound by a brace which, as nearly as I can tell, was cobbled together from flesh-colored spandex, velcro bondage straps, and a shoe horn suffering from peyronie's disease.
The comments section is open, of course, and I'll be lurking there - albeit not able to write much for a bit. Damn you, 2020! -Stilton