Hey, gang. Sorry I've been scarce these last few days. The weekly entertainment magazine has got me editing the behemoth called the Summer Movie Preview, and it's currently attempting to swallow me whole, leaving the smaller chunks for the remora to snack on.
Having to close 65 pages worth of magazine can take the punch out of a fella, and it'll continue to do so until next Wednesday, at which point I will barricade myself inside my house, armed with scotch, Taco Bell, a ping-pong ball gun filled with sulfuric acid, and a seemingly endless supply of dirty diapers, and I will stay there for a week.
So you may not be hearing from me very much. Unless I run out of clean diapers.
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