Clod ever am that I (how's that for syntax?), it seems I'm intolerably behind on my correspondence. My apologies to those waiting for replies, and surely looking at this blog indignantly and thinking, And the bastard still hasn't answered me yet! I know, I know; I assure you, much contrition pends, shortly but surely. Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea culpa.
16 January 2007
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