New Years Eve hit pretty hard. We had a bunch of family together, and sat about drinking and talking shit until about 3 or 4 AM.  I made good use of caffeine mixed with alcohol to preserve a wakeful state.  Because of that, I suspect my state the next day was slightly more ruined than it should have been. You’ll be happy to know, dear reader, that this impacts Night’s Fall not a whit — that’s in the bag, so to speak, so there’s no drunken angsty writing going on here.  If you wanted drunken angsty writing, too bad.  Anyway, we got ourselves a new Weber barbecue — which is amazing — and cooked up a fairly massive feed along side drinking beer, wine, cocktails, and then back to beer again because we got thirsty. In retrospect, that may have Read More …