  I know, I know, no raunch for many days. I am sorry. I was struck down with...(bum bum bum) The Killer Death Flu. I don't know what Patrick's excuse is, but maybe we will forgive him since it was Christmas and all. I spent Christmas laying on my bed since I was unable to move for several days, so raunchy thoughts were in short supply.
I did have some NyQuil induced hallucinations and a period of hysterical sobbing on Day Three of Killer Death Flu, but in general I was in a fairly dormant state. I am hoping that with time, the raunch will return to me, but for now I am a dry dusty well of un-creativity. 
