...my publicist, business manager, part-time editor, baglady, and best buddy...helped me create this blob, I mean blog. Where is the editor when I need her. Oh wait, she's sitting right by me, with a ruler, smacking my fingers when I make a typo. My fingers are bleeding.
And so we begin the blob, I mean blog. Onward and upward...and I will quit now to go get bandaids for my bloody fingers.
More later
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