Ah yes, hot outside, isn't it?

Death Valley hot. Sahara hot. Austin Freaking Texas hot. Well, my summer of discontented fits is almost over, as my brain, finances and motivation have all been baked, scorched and thoroughly burned to a crisp by the searing hot Central Texas sun.

I will first apologize for having not posted since the third week of May (it is mid August as I scrawl this short note), but I have had little in the way of free time to exclusively spend on this outlet of opiniated bloviating.

Nevertheless, I will return soon to cast about my observations on many subjects, including commenting on someone who had a much more painful summer than I did, yes our favorite Chicago street thug, Mssr. Obama.

Stay tuned, if you actually care enough.

Ciao.

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