Pleased to meet you -- won't you guess my name?

Greetings, gentle readers, and welcome to what can only be called TWC 2.0. For those of you who were familiar with my weekly rantings against societal convention, I want to say this right up front: I let you down, and I know it. I didn't post anything new for months. Baby, I was weak! I swear, I won't do it again -- you know I'm good for you, baby! Give Daddy some sugar ...

Wait -- that got creepy, didn't it? My apologies.

Ahem.

It has been far too long since my last departure into Rantville, and I have done much soul searching in the interim. I have decided that my old place of posting is no longer relevant, and as such I have taken up residence here at blogspot.com. I like the look of this new place: nice neighborhood, plenty of streetlights, friendly people, lenient social conventions ...

Anyway, as you can probably tell, this will be a new home for what you all came to expect from The Weekly Curmudgeon, right down to obscure references, food obsessions, and societal commentary. But wait! There's more!

Not only will you see some of your old favorites reborn (Food Finds Fridays, Historical Haiku Thursdays!), you'll also gain new insight into my life as a full-time employee/graduate student at the Local Big XII University, what it means to be a nearly-30-year-old male in today's America, and lots of other stuff that other, more capable bloggers have been covering for years now, only with lots of references to museums! Won't that be fun?!

'Til next time, you have been great, I have been the Curmudgeon. Goodnight, everybody!