Today’s not-very-literary posts are brought to you by: a late-night fever resulting from an infection brought on by my dentist’s latest below-the-gumline excavation.
Anyhow, it’s 3 a.m. My vision is fading in and out. Soon, no doubt, the pink elephants will appear. But I can’t sleep. So while I don’t know whether the throbbing will override my ability to abide by the basic rules of grammar, I do know that I’ve got a bunch of stuff piled up in my inbox and I may as well post some of it.