So here comes 2021. (And not a moment before time.)

I keep swearing (in joking mode) by “holy Thoth on his ebike,” and somebody over at Twitter said “we need to see his statue…”. So here it is. :)

May the Inventor of Writings send all writers and scribes (and everybody else!) a better 2021 than 2020 has been. (Yeah, not setting the bar very high, but let’s cut Himself some slack.) :)