Panem et Circenses

          I've lost my family and mates to pigskin-itis once again, a longstanding, epidemic addiction here on the U.S.A. Corporation's vast land holdings (humorously known as, "states").

          This means that if I disappear today...live on a 5th dimensional Andromedan biosphere for the next three months hanging out with telepathic, plant-pellet-eating, blue people, then come back promptly the day after Superbowl Sunday...no one would notice the difference.

Eh, meat is overrated, anyway...so long, sucka's!

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