Do I ever have a story! But it’s way too late to tell it properly. I’ll tell it either later today or this weekend.
Until then, I need say only one thing.
Give me Unix or give me death.
And I need to write another one-sentence paragraph.
That’s OK. In college I wrote a one-word paragraph once. It was in one of my most beloved pieces. What was the word? Remember, this was college.
Beer.
I’m slap-happy, and I’m late for an appointment with my pillow, so, see ya.