This blog is in serious decline, and I am left to wonder: Who is to blame for this unfortunate situation? Is death near? Why is everybody looking at me? I have no answers for myself. Oh well. Can I really expect to succeed when my income is dependent upon the design and sale of outdated mobile phone faceplates? My newest model is constructed with moleskin and vulcanized unsalted butter. Sales have been swift, but I've been to the racetrack. And maybe I shouldn't have bought into that maritime faux-Tupperware scheme back in '89 - maybe then I wouldn't have so many disgruntled sailors darkening my door with their melted plastic serving bowls and morbid digestive complaints.