Dear friends, I redivivus. That's a Latin word of up to seven syllables (I can only count up to three on my non-missing paws, so it's hard to tell how long it keeps going). Google helpfully translates it, "redivivus". If I have resurrected with any greater wisdom than when I was last scene sceen scean ceen heard from -- it is the wisdom of an entire reliance on and trustfulness in google. At that time, dear friends, I had just published a volume of letters. As someone has said of it, who wished to remain anonymous: "This is the perfect present for the person who has everything else Zack has ever written and who had to be hospitalised when they tried to liquidate it, or for the person who doesn't have the sense not to microwave hardbacks (the book is available in a pyrex baking cover)." A sample flurry of correspondence between me and some rando is available here. Please make sure your browser can support my sheer ascendency over the elements of syntax, and disguise yourself if you open that page though. You never know who's collecting click data. Besides, no one else wants to watch you read this blog without a disguise. It's painful. My Letters were such an overwhelming achievement that I immediately lay down in the middle of the road. I've been lying there since, conserving my energy, pretending to be dead: it was that or get up and do something. I finally gained new insight that helped me to rebuild my dominant psyche on the ashes of my former self. Unfortunately, I wrote it down on a receipt that the female threw away. But I am here to announce to you another debut of creative genius. The female's sister, the male's sister-in-law, the daughter of her father and mother, the granddaughter of her grandfather and grandmother, the niece, cousin, second cousin, wife, and great great granddaughter, respectively, of her other relations, and my auntie Holly, has devised and materialised a family card game, called "EXPERT ADVICE". It involves giving others advice, while wearing plastic glasses. Oh goody. My favorite sport. You can buy it wherever it is sold. Which is here, in case your arms are tied behind your back and you're being forced to read this at the prodding end of a foosball rod, and can't google.
PS. My auntie Holly also crochets little garment bags for bunnies, individual checker holders, and handy cucumber pockets, which you can purchase here.
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