Category: day off

     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.

     I have unpleasant things to do that will probably leave me foaming at the mouth, so I won’t be posting an essay today. But if you haven’t yet, read about this outrage at one of America’s most prestigious universities. Then ask yourself “What would Fran say about this?” That should fill the blank spot …

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     …it’s best to say nothing.      Just now, the patience of real Americans – patriots who love our country and are agonized by what’s happening to it – is being tried to its limits and beyond. In less than two years, the Usurper Regime has brought this nation to the brink of the abyss. …

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     Apologies, Gentle Reader. I’ve been fighting a rearguard action against the destroyers of my lawn until just a few minutes ago. (See here for further commentary on this vital suburban chore.) At this point I’m wiped out, so no essay today. Tomorrow…if I recover by then from being bent double for six hours.

     We’re doing a little celebrating at the Fortress today, so I shan’t be posting one of my “traditional” (i.e., interminable) pieces. However, do have a look at this Deanna Fisher piece at Victory Girls. She cites a terrific example of a process that’s been in process for quite some time now, summarized in this …

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     I’m having a hellish day, so no essay today. Instead, have a little something from internationally respected financial guru and commentator Doug Casey:      I can’t argue with him. Can you?

I’ve had a computer failure, and am typing this on one of my lab computers, so there’ll be no essay today. Pray for me as I clumsily swap parts among my various machines to determine what the BLEEP! has gone wrong with Ol’ Cyclops. (Is there a patron saint of computers? Or of the people …

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     The week was a strenuous one for us at the Fortress, and I need to attend to a few domestic matters at once, so I’ll be taking the day off from Liberty’s Torch. Expect to see fresh rantings tomorrow. Until then, be well.

     I’ll be offline much of today, as I must take the C.S.O. to a medical procedure a good distance away. It will take several hours, during which I’ll be hopping up and down and jittering about waiting with my justly famous confidence and world-renowned patience in a nearby coffee shop while the flesh mechanics …

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