Back Online
“Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit.”
After 20 days and 20 nights without television, internet access or an answering machine the ship finally arrived at Plymouth Rock and unloaded such goodies as cows, maize seed, farm implements, broadband cable access, bolts of gingham, four satellite T.V. receivers, corn whisky (who ordered that??), apple seeds, geese (complete with little knives in which to slice pate de fois gras - hey, we can dream can’t we?), Hudson Bay blankets, Sirius satellite radio, leather boots (in reasonably good shape, although one black pair seems to have the initials “H. G.” inside them - ?), barrels of flour and sugar, and a new answering machine.
Yes, the C.O. is back online at home, striking fear into the hearts of those who have vowed to devote their life to wiping out bad prose. See you soon…
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