Stealing The Oyster’s Thunder

So, the oyster sent me the post but it’s a leetle one. And you know what, I don’t feel like writing a new one, because … well… I’ll tell you next week. If you noticed my absence as Instapundit’s late-night-DJ, we were out of the house from 9 am to 11 pm and most of it we were doing violent manual labor. So. I barely made it up the stairs before I passed out into a dreamless sleep.

However, I remembered that when I was recovering from surgery I desperately wanted to write stories, but couldn’t...