Dear Readers Of This Feed

I don't know what halfwit* decided that with every republish, a new feed item would be sent out over the, you know, "wires" ... and where the fark that leaves anyone like me with hundreds of posts to import, most of which must be published again... but this note is going to stay here til the job is however half-assedly done.

Trust me, I know how to postpone finishing a book.

Isn't that what the Internet is for? Sir Tim had some work he felt he really must get to, so instead he invented the WWW?

Don't despair. Don't give up on me. Besides, some of that old stuff is funny. Some prescient. And anyway, don't you want to say, I knew her when?

Well then, keep reading. Send letters of heartfelt encouragement. And remember, don't get smart—I don't have a day job to not quit.

You'll be surprised—every other word in the book is not fuck.

If I finish.

*Blogger blames it on Atom 1.0. Don't believe 'em for a hot second ...