Okay, after looking at some Indonesian Tsunami damage photos, I now feel really bad for complaining about our little flood yesterday. Yes, my old Adventurer magazines are a little yellow and crinkly now. But I’m alive and the shape of the landmass I live on is still the same so I guess I should just shut up.
P.S. Hey, Observer. Can you tell that one of my New Year’s Resolutions was to update the Double Fine Action News every day? Maybe you did not realize this because I failed completely on the first day of the year: January 1, 2005. No posting. And none on the second. Furthermore, on the third, we had an all-day lack of success. And one more time on the fourth—total resolution failure. But then on the fifth day my beard was long enough that it could actually reach the ground and drag my unconscious body out of the cold puddle of eggnog I was sleeping in for some reason. It pulled itself up onto my computer keyboard, and typed words! Then it dragged me over to my desk light and held my face up against the hot bulb until the burning smell woke me up. And now here I am! Typing! With no beard help whatsoever! Well, actually, it’s still helping me with the spelling. But still, my new year’s resolution airplane has left the runway, folded up its landing gear, and the people on it can use everything but their cell phones.
That’s how you can tell this is for real, baby. Because it’s starting out slow. Not with a bang, but with a soft sputtering noise, like an old radiator turning on. Sput! News! Sput!