Epilogue

I thought about just copying and pasting a famous epilogue from another work and just citing it (saving both myself and the reader from anything I would have to spew onto the page) but I didn't...and I apologize. Unfortunately, you get pure unadulterated Davis (half-asleep, no less....as is tradition).

So, Webster's dictionary defines "epi" as a fencing or dueling sword having a bowl-shaped guard and a rigid blade of triangular section with no cutting edge that tapers to a sharp point blunted for fencing and "logue" as a usually bulky piece or length of a cut or fallen tree.  Therefore, I still have no idea what to write about. 


Both this and more importantly the Aussie blog have been fun. It provided just enough expression and amusement to keep me sane during trying times (Triple J radio helped too; had it not been for the Aussie music, I may not have survived that harvest). I'm glad a select few enjoyed it, as it was mainly built for my own amusement; I expected no one to actually read it (hence the multitude of grammatical and spelling errorrs). 


Most of my interesting travels being done at this point, I shall retire the blog* till something interesting begins again (hoping it will). I'm afraid a passion grew weak within and within weeks grew uninteresting. 


Till the next adventure perhaps....because I'm pretty sure nobody cares about tennis, running, and drinking jeopardy tales...despite how epic a trivial drinking game it indeed is.

Classic Trebek. " Answer: Something majestically defining a certain Canadian talk show host,  that needs to come back immediately...What is Alex Trebek's Moustache?"...Correct!

Well that's it... But if I don't talk to you, keep on, keep trucking.

"keep on, keep trucking"

If you can read this you don't need reading glasses 
or have figured out how to zoom in on your computer.