What is it about Saturdays? I spent my entire morning and half the afternoon getting jpgs together and onto a CD so I could send them out Express Mail to arrive in time for the Monday deadline.
I went to USPS.com to print out my label but the trusty U.S. Post Office informed me that it was having trouble with its on-line label printing. Oh, great. The benefit of printing your label on line is that it saves you standing in an endless line at the post office. "try again later" it said, so I tried later. By that time, it would print the label but it told me that my overnight mail wouldn't be delivered till Tuesday -- too late to meet the deadline. Last time I heard the term "overnight" it meant delivery the next day. What does the pOST OFFICE not understand about "overnight"??? I threw up my hands in disgust and went to visit my mother at the assisted living place - but at the last min., grabbed the mail and stopped at the local P.O. en route. Before I stood in line, I asked the woman behind the counter when it would be delivered and she told me it was guaranteed by Monday at 3:PM. So I got in line. What's the deal here? The Internet tells me Tuesday, the P.O. computer tells me Monday. I figured it was worth the gamble. We'll see.
Meantime, motivated by Del Thomas and other people who are putting various works on their blogs, I figured I'd get on the bandwagon and post a piece or two for comment. This is a breakaway piece I did - god knows when - maybe 1999 or 1998. I am going to leave it without my own comments and see what you have to say, if anything.
Défense de Fumer
I'll follow up after you've made your own comments. Does it look like my work?? If not, why not? If yes, what about it is recognizable as mine?