It's true, this blog's sub-lede as I post this, the most gratuitously brazen blogwhoring post ever! since the last until the next. Once the sub-lede goes away in the morning I'll either explain in more detail the next post or most likely not, but Rosie the Terrorist, photograph is header as I type this, destroyed my glasses at 4:30 Tuesday morning. She is not now a rug. The glasses freak me out, either acquaintances I thought disliked me when they thought about me at all are suddenly, unanimously thoughtful and nice or, alternatively, fifteen years of hippie, as-invisible-as-possible round-rimmed glasses was a tactical aesthetic error.
