I feel it’s important that everyone has a chance to do what they need to do. Get a drink, pop some corn, or… well, y’know.

I am typing this on a dial-up connection, so I fear I must be brief.

The trackball in my Blackberry has stopped working.

The power-steering rack fell out of my car.

As I mentioned, I’m typing this on dial-up, so these few sentences have taken me over 35 minutes to write and post.

But all is not lost. The Patriots won.

And, this afternoon, I board a train for Montreal.

Avenge me.


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