Sorry, dear Reader, about the piss-poor proofreading of late. Normally, my MO is to fever-dream out the raw test of an entry on my train ride home, bang it into legibility while making sure my one year old son does not try to lick a socket, and then publishing it from work after a quick proof-read.
Looking back today, I'm seeing many flubs. This is what is delaying my book deal, I assume, so I just want to say that, uh, ut was intentionalk? Theatersh of the realz?
Oh, wait, no. I have ham hands.