Yessir, that’s right: The C.S.O. and I must once again mount our steeds and journey far, into lands of myth and mystery, for an appointment with one of her surgeons. At least this time there won’t be any actual surgery, though. But it means nothing much from me for the rest of the day. As a consolation prize – and do such prizes really console the recipients? – have some observations from Stew Peters. And do have a nice day.
Feb 14 2023