Hello, folks! I’m back, and feeling much better. I apologize for getting sick and denying you both the 8 or so minutes of entertainment per day Topless Robot generally provides for you last Thursday, as well as the 15 or so minutes of self-loathing and the weekend’s justification of alcohol abuse created by Fan Fiction Friday. Thank you all for being patient with me, and thank Chris Cummins for filling in for me so ably.
Unfortunately, my turmoils aren’t quite over. Since I got so sick so suddenly, I had to delay my move to this upcoming weekend. I know you don’t give a shit, but this means:
? Chris will be covering for me again on Friday
? I’ll be off Monday for Memorial Day like all freedom-luvin’ Amurrrrrrricans
? Shit will finally return to normal on Tuesday, May 29th (assuming Comcast doesn’t fuck me at some point)
Of course, none of this matters to you knuckleknobs except:
? There will be an FFF on this Friday
So there. Again, my apologies for all the craziness, but give me one more week and we should be all clear and I’ll get back to bitching about everything and hating Nintendo/all videogames (I forget which I’m supposed to do).
Anyways, I can’t think of a better way to start my return than with “A One-Winged Office,” which is Random Encounters’ finest moment, in my opinion. I was thinking of giving you the original Latin used in Sephiroth’s “One-Winged Angel” them — a lot of it from Orff’s “Carmina-Burana” — and the translation, but then I remember I just got back; maybe I can wait to have you guys loathe me until this afternoon or something.