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Nope, no big old blockbuster stuff today for the diamond anniversary of this whacked out enterprise, although I do suppose that it means something to stick with an idea for 75 different essays now. It deserves a mention, but not much else. For the three of you out there who have read all of them, well, I hope you learned something.
Work has taken a good deal of my energy recently, although I am rather enjoying myself. I guess being happy, or at least not morbidly unhappy, has some merits. Even if I am flat out broke.
It sounds better if I say I don't know exactly how the idea of trying to be a rapper entered my mind, but it was pretty simple. Vergil came up with the idea, but I liked it and ran with it. We would form a rap crew. I suggested picking up a violin player and a tuba player, but that didn't quite pan out. There is a keyboard player I'm looking at, but I don't think she'll be really interested. Besides, she doesn't seem evil enough.
I like writing, as I hope is evident by the trail of html I've been leaving behind like cybernetic bread crumbs. Essays, stories, poems, just general stuff. It's all good.
In the end, though, it's about the substance. I don't have much right now, so I'll cut this short.
Good bye.