(Original cover stolen from this guy)
I finally posted at my other, other blog, Reasonably Educated Bumpkins. Yes, I know -- you've never heard of it, and that's because I write about my home, my town, my valley, there, and really? It's pretty boring. But I like some of what I've written there very much, so I keep feeding it, once every six months whether I need to or not. And tonight I posted some modestly pretty pictures of trees and dirt.
So if you feel like reading anything poignant, thinky, or otherwise smart, I'm sorry, you need to go read somewhere else. I spent my evening reading Horton Hears a Who in the manner of Cheech and Chong, instead of my usual Snotty French Waiter accent, and I'm beat. Zees eez eet pour moi; I'm going to bed, Holmes.