August 27, 2007

Rumors of My Death . . .

are the result of grotesque hyperbole.

Posted by: Attila Girl at 10:48 PM | Comments (2) | Add Comment
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1 Thank God! I wouldn't know where to go. And there must be gin left, as well . . . and that WOULD be a terrible waste. If there is a link to go along with your post, and you weren't talking about YOU, forget I said anything.

Posted by: Darrell at August 28, 2007 01:28 PM (La+gZ)

2 No, no. I'm cutting down on my broken links. Sure: I do it every now and then, just to keep you and Desert Cat on your toes--and my other reader (what was his/her name again? . . .) But it's really a matter of custom more than anything else. And I do have some Citadelle this week. I'd tell you when to expect the review, but I'm trying to develop the habit of "under-promise, over-deliver." Tonight: two ounces of plain old Tanqueray. And bedtime soon, I think.

Posted by: Attila Girl at August 28, 2007 11:37 PM (VgDLl)

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