Raging flu … bad back … aching all over … God I feel crook … renovation frenzy … must finish this weekend … God I feel crook … no energy for blogging … co-bloggers hold the fort … over and out!
Raging flu … bad back … aching all over … God I feel crook … renovation frenzy … must finish this weekend … God I feel crook … no energy for blogging … co-bloggers hold the fort … over and out!
You soft fart. Territorians have lost something since I left I tells ya….
Steven Den Beste claims that he’s dying yet he’s cranking out 1,500 words a day…
Yeah…but he’ll probably keep going after he’s gone…
Den Beste probably has 500 10,000 word articles saved up for posthumous posting. I think he should call himself Tupac.
Imagine you are one of those ‘spirit medium’ people and your getting messages from Aunty Melba, Uncle Terry and Grandma Kate, and all of a sudden you start chanelling a 7,000 opus on the failings of the State department….
Get well soon, Ken.
Words Fell
Ken’s hit the deck, so we need some filler “