Don't call it a comeback, I... killed it nearly fifteen years ago because it became a chore. So now I'm an out-of-touch ex-blogger, IT professional with one foot in the grave in his late 40s, feeling the weight of mortality while trying to wring the last few drops of joy out of this rancid washcloth of a world. This is normal, correct?

So who is writing this thing and what am I reading?

Hi, I'm Tooks! (nickname)

I've been a gamer since the Atari 2600. Yes, Gen X represent. Mostly single player games as I have no friends. No, no, no, not trying to be wishy-washy, that's just the way things go when lifelong friends turn into monster people with wild ideations and unhealthy obsessions, and/or die. Some are indeed dead.

I'm pursuing a PhD for no good reason other than I can. Probably the dumbest decision I've made since I took the rails off the back deck (looks weird). Prepare the gallows, Tooks gone lost his mind.

Recently sober (ahem, Cali-sober x16 months). It was surprisingly easy to stop physically drinking after being an alcoholic for the better part of thirty years (I started young). Dealing with who I am with a sober skull parasite (brain) has been a far greater challenge. I've lost my sense of self, my purpose, my understanding of life, interests, hobbies, all of it. So one of my hopes is that this silly blog will assist me with finding the dopamine spark that drinking and partying always provided. Turns out, without booze, Jack is a very dull boy. Yet with trauma, you too can do amazing things!

Then there's the ambivalent, quasi-symbiotic relationship with the backyard critters. Seeing them go about their daily routine makes me smile, fucking-up the yard, shed, and deck brings them joy.

So expect some of that laced with more positive "Look at this cool shit" and "I'm doing something dumb" posts. I'm a lifelong learner and have been described as a generalist. When I first took offense to this, I was advised being a generalist is a good thing. Generalist. General. General purpose. Non-abrasive multi-purpose general purpose Tooks.

Venture headlong into death, palms to face, sobbing with regret! Or just hang out and read this log of human experiment experience periodically. It might change your life, give you a laugh, or just irritate the living piss out of you.

Not MAGA, cuz fuck that noise. AFA AFD.