Wednesday, July 20, 2005


This is only a test. If this were an actual posting, it would be filled with amusingly cruel musings about minor public figures, musings I would be afraid to indulge without the cloak of anonymity. It would contain my experimental poetry. It would contain bridge tips. It would contain unpublished irate letters to the editor of the New York Times. It would contain offhand references to badges of indie coolness. It would rock so hard.