So, who’s missed me?

I know what you must be thinking. I’ve been thinking it myself. Three weeks into a brand-new year, and the editor of the newspaper finally decides to show up for work. What gives; right? Although it is probably an incredible example of a hyper-indulgent ego, let me say there are few who have missed my writing more than myself, followed in a close second by my left index finger. However, ego a...