Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no thoughts in my head, and nothing particular to interest you out there, I thought I would scratch my pen a little and see the bloggy side of the Internet. That foray was happy enough, without shipwreck, though perhaps with small catch to boast of. But now, though the year be yet a month shy of November, I feel the urge of something deliberate and methodical, a substitute for wistfullness and gall. Quietly I take to the quill.