The Saturday Evening Post
Again we meet after midnight.
I trialled the great off-line blogging project this week, I got the old 'puter up and running and sat down to do a post on my personal opinion of michael moore. Jebeezus, the end result was 12 pages in very small font MS Word and counting, I'm still retaining the right to revise and extend. It was like I morphed into Bill Whittle or something. The piece turned out to be somewhat autoboigraphical, after all it addresses why I don't like michael moore, so why shouldn't it be about me? Anyway, it was remarkably absent of vitriol and invective; I don't think I used the term "asshat" even once; nor did I mention moore's weight, or smell, or the fact that he has arafat's beard. I'll re-read it sober in the near future and post it if it's worthy. I gotta be careful with the "autobiographical" stuff though: the Witness Protection Program has a lot of time and effort invested and I wouldn't want to go dusting my cover.
It's good to see everyone in the blogosphere taking some much deserved time off, doing fluff pieces or dog-blogging or whatever. Very good indeed. Some people have completely gone missing, and haven't posted since 28 June 04. Rest up, my precious, for Hillary awaits and all our strength will be required.....
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