Category: day off

     Apologies, Gentle Readers. I’m a bit under the weather today, and lack the energy for my usual ranting and raving. However, the comments to this piece have cheered me greatly. If you haven’t read them, I recommend that you do so. After that, perhaps you might revisit this Baseline Essay, which is very much …

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     Finishing a novel is a serious event for me. It drains me, leaving me essentially empty of words no matter what other things there may be to write about. So I hope you’ll allow me another day off to recover. The agony of awaiting my beta-readers’ opinions is severe enough.      To quote the …

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     First, Happy Columbus Day (observed), everyone. The Genoese explorer who opened North America to Europe was a better man by far than his contemporary detractors. There’s a charming story about Ferdinand and Isabella’s debate over whether to invest him with the title of admiral, in Edward Lasker’s book The Adventure of Chess. If you …

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     I have a great many things to attend to this fine day, so it’s unlikely there’ll be anything from me until tomorrow. However, before I depart I must commend to you this tirade from Kurt Schlichter. Kurt foresees a great turning of the worm, in which he might be correct. He feels duty-bound to …

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     Good morning, Gentle Reader. I did have a topic in mind for today, but I’m afraid I’m in no condition, emotionally, to write calmly and dispassionately. I’ve been struggling with a completely unsatisfactory purchase and shipment from Midland Radio and must spend at least a few hours emitting live steam over it. So while …

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     I’ve been neglecting my fiction duties lately, so I’ve decided to put today to that use rather than blathering interminably about stuff that’s beyond my control anyway. To my American readers: Enjoy your pre-Independence Day weekend. To my Canadian readers: Happy Canada Day! To all others: Be well, keep the faith, and soldier on. …

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     Once again I must drive the C.S.O. a long distance for a surgical procedure, so I haven’t the time for a big essay today. However, I do have a quick thought to leave with you: Lawyer and author Harvey Silverglate posits in Three Felonies A Day that the complexity and obscurity of law today …

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     Forgive me, Gentle Reader. I’m utterly exhausted. I need some time away from this monstrosity. Anyway, this morning there’s only one story that really matters, and there are plenty of able commentators to address it. So be well, and check back tomorrow.

     As I’ve been neglecting my fiction, please allow me a day off from ranting at Liberty’s Torch. Rather than pontificate here, I must service my characters, at least sufficiently to quell any potential mutiny. (Some of them have been threatening to form a union.) So I’ll wish all our Gentle Readers a good day …

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     Yes, today will be yet another day of long-distance driving, sitting in a surgical waiting room, and generally agonizing over the well-being of the C.S.O. So there’ll be nothing from me this morning. Perhaps later. Have a nice day, Gentle Reader.

     Today will be another day of long drives, hospitals, surgery, and so forth, so there will likely be nothing from me until late today, if at all. Enjoy your day, Gentle Reader, and perhaps if the Spirit moves you, say a prayer for my wife. Till whenever.

     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. …

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     The C.S.O. is “having a procedure,” as they say, so I’ll be away from the keyboard for a while, and probably too pooped to post for the remainder of the day. Have a good one.

I’m worn out. Back tomorrow, I hope. Enjoy your Saturday.

     Today is being used for fiction. Back tomorrow.

     I’m too disheartened to write today. Back tomorrow, I hope.

     I’m coming off a rather rugged weekend, and other obligations are demanding my attention, so I’ll be taking today off from the site. Back tomorrow, I hope.

There’s a lot going on here, and not enough of me to keep up with all of it and produce an essay. See you tomorrow.

     Exhausted. Must rest. Back tomorrow, with luck. Have a nice day.