September 3, 2002

All Glory to the Transmitter

Now broadcasting 1.21 gigawatts of crystal clear scribery from the rocky shores of Lake Superior. Welcome back.

Details will follow shortly. The revolution may not be televised, but it will be webcast.

(not to imply the revolution will start here, as this is merely a slapdash little web thing flung together by a meglomanian Danish trull.)

WHEE! It’s windy today! Kittens are bein’ flung across the sky like rocks during a Palestinian uprising!

Yikes. That was so wrong on so many levels. I’m gonna allow it.