Velociworld

INEVITABLY...

when I get a fine nod like this from a Big Dog I'm in Hour One of a 42 hour hiatus. On the metaphysical shitter. So the new visitors think "What the fuck?" and the old timers think "I always said he was a puss..."

Timing. It's why I've hired Ping Masters. Kind of like a party posse, only they mind your site and page you when you've got a hit while you're buying fag-assed hydrangeas chairing a symposium for the Council On Foreign Relations. I can't be everywhere at once, people.