I’ll be on vacation most of this week. Look to Kevin for all your Pinko Commie blogging needs, and KTK for your US RDA of Godless Heathen blogging.
See you in a week.
Royalty was like dandelions. No matter how many heads you chopped off, the roots were still there underground, waiting to spring up again.
It seemed to be a chronic disease. It was as if even the most intelligent person had this little blank spot in their heads where someone had written: "Kings. What a good idea." Whoever had created humanity had left in a major design flaw. It was its tendency to bend at the knees.
-- Terry Pratchett, Feet of Clay
