Sometime in the past, many publications bearing the name 'The Daily Osmosis' found their way out of my head into the stubby fingers of friends, relatives, and to anyone else who could be bothered to read my rantings and inane scribblings. Time has since passed and no further issues were issued after issue four, but here i will attempt to recreate those halcyon days with or without the aid of cucumber sandwiches. So peel back your eyes and read on.