(An unreasonable hiatus.)

December was a difficult month for me.  So difficult that during a Fit of Ridiculousness, I took all  my LEGO and threw it into a huge HEFTY bag, which was deposited in the basement.  Less than a week later, I brought the bag back to my office (where the Block Docket magic happens), and took a look at the havoc I'd wreaked.

The trash bag was full of shattered LEGO sets and broken dreams.  Worse, yet, it contained so many stories left untold--so many crimes committed by Reggie and his crew of miscreants, so many dismembered minifig bits, and oddly enough, a rather large number of LEGO horses.

My closet holds new sets including a lawyer with an alien eating his head, a convertible car for the Friends (no doubt bought with laundered money) and a freakin' unicorn.  My LEGO supplier has set a roller derby jammer and a judge aside for me (pictured above).  It's a brave new world out there!

So don't fret.  There's more coming.  I just need a bit of time to rebuild.  Until then, take care of yourselves.  And each other.