No doubt sowing deep discontent in the hearts of those who, like sister sledge, demand content ‘hot and now’, there will be little of interest today, due to the handwritten portion of the Ungainly Parody having been lost in an avalanche of stuff off my desk (not so much an Act of God as an Act of Excavating Spouse), and the rest of my day having been consumed by A) the new admin, B) the grant one of my bosses needs to get out, and C) the final conclusion of the neuroendopsych to English translation.

I am beater than a beatnik in an Osterizer.