THE MILK OF HUMAN WEIRDNESS

This is embarrassing. For five months now I've been inadvertently sending blog updates to the "tips and tricks" forum of a magazine targeting new mothers.

So much for posting via email.

I guess the internets are truly a series of tubes, as the ones leading back to my compound are inexplicably clogged with a frothy white marinade. Running a T connection to my espresso machine has alleviated the impediment to a degree, although experiencing connection speeds below 56k after 37 shots of Macchiato is not for the faint of heart.

This would have continued ad infinitum if not for an email from the publishers notifying me that I'd won the grand prize in their "most prolific poster" competition.

Behold the puzzled owner of a USB-ready double breast pump. While not expecting any time soon, it does the job drying large cuts of venison after the smoke house burned down.

We now return to regular posting, already in progress.