The essay I began on the 11th continues to grow. I am only now reaching the part where I originally began it, before Sluggo crashed and lost it. I'd like to say that I'm now about half done with it, but I don't know. The thing might grow a new end as well as the new beginning. For some reason, I'm finding this piece more difficult to write than I have any of the other long posts I've done recently. Well, I won't predict when it will be ready to post. For all I know, the damned thing will turn into a novel, and I'll never finish. This has happened to me before. I'll try to keep it within reason, but there are no guarantees.
Now, for a few minutes of recreational mucking about the internet, before I must sleep. Large numbers of words are tiring. I want to go look at something entertaining.