Fer me, every day be Talk Like a Pyritz Day, but as today be special, feast yer eyes on this:

Yo ho ho and a fallacy that be pathetic.
An’ because I have naught to entertain ye with but the blackest bilge from the poxiest decks of this-here vessel: have some scurvy leftovers.

Hey y’all: I’m taking part in Operation Guestpost over at Pesky’Apostrophe today.

Fallaciousness will be on hiatus for a week while D and I make a long-overdue trip to the nation’s heartland to visit my parents, followed by a few days in Milwaukee with a good 60% of my core readership.
Meantime, enjoy my darlin’s posts, which should appear fairly regularly while we’re away.
And pray for rain […]

To all you nice people who’ve left comments in the past week or so:
I am very sorry for the sluglike approval of said comments. Some unresolved email issue foisted on us by our upstream provider meant that I wasn’t getting emailed when comments got stuck en file d’attente, and I’m too big a doofus to […]

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