I beg your forgiveness, Enthusiasts. Slim pickings ’round here lately. This is a symptom of the poisonings, apparently. Chemo Fog, it is called. Makes sentences into hills, paragraphs into unconquerable mountains. What I’m good at right now is watching movies I’ve seen a dozen times: I am positively Olympian at that shit. Blankly cruising around … Continue reading An Apology