The Passing Parade: Cheap Shots from a Drive By Mind

"...difficile est saturam non scribere. Nam quis iniquae tam patiens urbis, tam ferreus, ut teneat se..." " is hard not to write Satire. For who is so tolerant of the unjust City, so steeled, that he can restrain himself... Juvenal, The Satires (1.30-32)

Friday, April 09, 2010

TO THE LONG SUFFERING READERS OF THE PASSING PARADE: I am sorry, but I fear you must suffer a while longer. The egregious mold pit wherein I labor every day for a pittance has decided that a touch of renovation is in order; some paint, some new carpeting, and a few other things to render the egregiosity of this place, assuming egregiosity is even a word, a little less egregious. I have something on the griddle that I will try to get here posthaste, before the rewiring begins, but I cannot guarantee anything. My apologies again for the lack of posting, but please bear in mind that this time said lack is not due to the usual suspects of writer's block and personal sloth. Thank you for your time and patience.

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