OK, time to talk turkey.
I gave some thought to my so-called "build" while on vacation. Astute readers (and those with long memories that date back to an earlier century when work was actually happening in my basement) will recognize that said "giving some thought" constitutes more effort expended on this project than has been detected in the previous month or two (or three ...), but who cares about astute readers? In my experience they tend to be far too, well ... astute, and therefore are to be shunned and ignored and abused at all costs.
Instead, I will take my case directly to "
the people," by which I mean the vast hoards of uninformed, short memory, un-astute riff-raff. In other words, you!
Well, not
you in the literal sense, because heaven knows
you are the sole brilliant, shining bright light hiding among the many burnt-out bulbs who read this blog ... er, I mean "build thread"
<< cough cough!! >>. NO! Definitely not
you! He said panderingly. I'm sure!!
As if!!
No, I mean you in the metaphorical, meteorlogical sense. In other words, everyone else
but you. Gosh - who did you
think I meant?! You as in YOU?! I'm sure! As
if!!
My point - if I do have one, and stranger things have happened - is that even though jack spit has actually
happened on my build, I can now announce with pompous formality that
I have a plan.
There. I feel much better about myself now.
'Scuse me, while I kiss the sky!
