Fallen Into Knowledge

Crap.  That is is lame Title.  I am not dead, as one might think from the regular nature of my posts.  I am amazed that people show up here at all - no new content in ages: and yet y’all are faithful.  Thank you.
I am not dead, though I should be after watching “Fight Club” four times this weekend.  I am doing this for a paper I am writing, not out of any particular masochistic tendencies.  This school thing is closing in on a break: and I am really looking forward to it.  This term has been rough; not because my classes have been particularly difficult, but because I have no real motivation to speak of.  So much so that I just ended that last sentence with a preposition and didn’t move to correct it.  yeah.  That much.
In other news, I fell off my bicycle the other day.  Which is to say that I dove into a cement piling.  The kind made to stop busses.  Busses and errant cyclists.  I am pleased to announce that the cement is sufficiently hard enough to stop a flying cyclist in his/er path.  I am also pleased that I didn’t break anything.  Pay attention out there - this has been a public service announcement.