Once too often...

Once to often to the well, it would seem. I worked a bit on Sarah over the weekend and spent much of yesterday beating my head against the brick wall of a proxy server that doesn't want to behave itself. So now, when it's time to come here and create some witty or pithy prose expounding this, that or the other subject, I am as dry as the desert that surrounds Las Vegas.

I did do an interesting little story for yesterday's post - I am going to re-publish yesterday's story on Friday, for Halloween and the story will be much more complete than it is at the moment. And, perhaps, it will be just a little spookier. Just a little, mind you. We wouldn't want to frighten anyone, now would we? But then, who would be frightened by a simple little story? Not you, certainly. No, not you, right?