I've been working on today's newspaper column for about four weeks, off and on, which is 27 days longer than it normally takes to write a column. Not that it's any great masterpiece, but it was difficult striking the right tone...and, perhaps, going public with my obsessive and kinky affair.
P.S. Thank you, Nex, for delivering the goods, even if it was one only one-inch worth.
Meanwhile, poor B.B. is having a bad morning.