|Photo by A.F. Bradley, 1909 , Public Domain|
|A weeks worth of your guess is as good as mine|
|The 18th of March|
But me? While I expect my faithful and loyal readers (all twenty-seven point five of you, statistically speaking of course) to clamor with breathless anticipation and joy for my latest
Now I'm quite sure that many of those "views" are generated by the hundreds of slavering spam-bots trying to breach the fortifications, ramparts, rifle pits, land mines, miles of barbed wire, spider holes, trenches and what-have-you but who are always brought up short by the aforementioned defenses. They leave their festering corpses strewn upon the glacis and horn works but only cause the page view counter to climb and climb until I feel like some sort of modern day Walt Whitman. Loved and admired by all.
No, no, no, no. WALT Whitman.
Though Slim Whitman is alright in my book, he's not who I had in mind.
Besides which, I can't yodel to save my life.
Well, truth be told, if my life was at stake I would do my best to yodel with the best of them. (Just who the Hell are "they", the infamous and ubiquitous "them"? I want to know. Damn it!)
The page views keep coming and I thank you all.
The new project that I was going to bitch about yesterday, but didn't, is causing me to lose a lot of blog time. We've gone to this "new" 9/80 schedule at work. (For "gone to" read "had shoved down our throats." This was very much a non-voluntary thing.) What that means is, we work nine hours a day Monday through Thursday. In the first week, on Friday, we work eight hours. The second Friday we have off. "9/80" - putting in 80 hours in just 9 days. Sounds good doesn't it? Every other weekend is a three day weekend.
Well sure, on paper it's okay. But the nine hour days really cut into my free time. Less free time means less time to blog.
Okay, some of you would probably like that. (Thank the Good Lord Sarge doesn't have any new crap posted today...)
That probably breaks some of your hearts...
No? C'est dommage.
I am sorely tempted to say that I'll be back soon with "more better stuff," but I know that Suldog would be all over me with lawyers, guns and money. We don't want that.
Bald wieder mit mehr besser Zeug.