Debut salvo

Starting this one off with a bango, as I leave to vote early, continue my pursuit of the soulless , hit-and-run bastard who dented my back and totalled my car this weekend, thanks to his tank of a late-Eighties, jocks-at-my-high-school SUV before they were called SUVs, and cranking out a few clicks on the keyboard on the muzik. Tally ho, and beware the falling blogsteroids.