Well, no, in fact my physical well-being – after a couple of unfortunate setbacks – is decidedly improved. To the point that I’m actually becoming a tad neurotic about all the catching up required of me. I fret over all the commentary I have not delivered, the madness that is unwritten, the overdue correspondence, the burden of faux-divine inspiration that has yet to be committed to print, not to mention the so-called civilizations that require saving. But the solstice is upon us, my strength returns, and in the New Year, (maybe our last -- wink) I’m devoutly hoping that even more offers of events, projects, performances, and suitably bizarre propositions will be beating a path to the door of this ancient poet.
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3 comments:
Glad to see ou're back in form. Now does that mean you will be buying the 100kg of Plutonium as previously agreed.
NO! I'm not askingwhat you're going to do with it. Just clering inventory.
Let me know about delivery options.
I fret over all the commentary I have not delivered, the madness that is unwritten, the overdue correspondence, the burden of faux-divine inspiration that has yet to be committed to print, not to mention the so-called civilizations that require saving.
You're a regular civilization-saving Newt Gingrich. Slow down.
Yeah, maybe. But I know I'm being a pompous blowhard -- and, if I don't, I have friends like you to remind me.
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