You say the obvious lack of content and weak drollery cause you no small amount of grief? The analysis of issues is addle-pated at best? The banality is enough to create apoplexy? The soaps are of inferior quality? The chairs smell of urine? The carpeting is worn through to equally worn linoleum of a horrid shade of puce? The staff have not bathed, the pencils are all broken, the radiators clang, the rats stole your brilliantine, and your posterior is pocked with boils?
WELL, MY FRIENDS--tomorrow will be a complete change of pace, in that there will be no Possumblog until much later in the morning, due to the ownership having to be at its regular semimonthly regulatory board meeting. Yes, we realize you've come to expect at least a teaspoonful of unamusement and abuse, but we shall not be able to provide even that tiny droplet of succor upon the morrow, until said meeting has been fully and completely concluded and your proprietor is once again safely ensconced behind his keyboard.
We regret any inconvenience this may cause.
Posted by Terry Oglesby at February 13, 2007 03:57 PMRoomservice, can you send up a club sandwich?
Posted by: kitchen hand at February 13, 2007 04:53 PMBut of course! Would you like the evening newspaper as well? A selection of chocolates? A fruit basket? A fruit bat? A cricket bat? Bat Masterson? We will be MORE THAN WILLING to accede to your every whim and whimsy, but ONLY after our meeting that we have been so brutally called upon to attend.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at February 13, 2007 08:37 PM