If this were a comics blog, and if I were anything like a comic artist, in lieu of words today you'd have a picture of me looking dog-tired from driving on I-85 between Atlanta and Charlotte (0/10 would not recommend). I'd be weakly brandishing some scholarly implement--a pencil? a book? a laptop?--at an amorphous smog-monster with clutching arms and dripping fangs. (Don't ask how an amorphous smog beast has limbs and teeth--it just does.). The monster would be "my shame and dismay at missing the deadline I myself set."
Perhaps tomorrow I'll finish the thing, slay the beast, and get some rest.
But for now, slogging through the smog.
More tomorrow,
JF
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