WWJCVDD?
First he’d beat up some water…

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Back in the day (not the fixed gear back in the day, which was April, but the real time, with only a hint of irony back in the day) when I was a bicycle messenger, my dispatcher barked today’s post title at me over the radio. I assume it to mean that once I got moving on whatever banal subject happened to be my flavor of the day, it was impossible for him to break in and actually call out jobs.
(Obviously neither of these people are me. It’s Squid and Carlos from Cyclehawk, and I would be lying if I said I was ever mistaken for either of them.)

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The other day while having a conversation with Mr. Brown (who is the head counter of beans over at Swobo) he asked me if maintaing a regular schedule of posting as I have these last four years ever leaves me feeling like I’m running out of gas;

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I wish you were here.