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Shorter, thank God

Are you tired of reading doctoral theses masquerading as posts? I could write them all day as far as that’s concerned, but I’m terribly worried that you, the loyal reader, see the walls of text I’ve been throwing at you lately, make a sound halfway between a squeaky screen door and a wounded yak, and close the browser window as fast as your mouse will carry you. If that’s the case, please accept my humblest apologies. I’ve been a little busy lately, so every time I actually get around to writing, the words just come and come long after I’ve begged them to stop. I’m going to work on keeping the length down and the frequency up, and I hope you’ll stick around for the ride.

I had another long article in the Daily today, as those of you unfortunate enough to be enrolled in summer classes no doubt already picked up on. I’m not very happy with how it turned out, given that they cut three entire paragraphs including the conclusion, spread the word “my” out on its own line in the printed version, and made me change the reference to LaRouche volunteers to “certain people”. Compare to the article to the left there, you’ll see the difference.

Bryan made 5 pounds of potatoes tonight. I’m not exaggerating, although you’ve probably come to expect that as well. Now we’re going night swimming at Madison park. I’m so full of starch that I’ll cramp up as soon as my little toe enters the water, but that’s ok.

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