Sent "Shepherds" to Far Sector via e-mail just before I left for work today. So we shall see.

Just remember, folks, when I'm living on my ten acres of beachside property, you could have read all of this for free.

No one honors a saint at his own hearth.


Also spent about $40 to find out what that noise was on my truck today. A spring that holds the brake rotors together inside my left rear wheel was scraping against the brake drum, and could have broken altogether causing the rotors to lock against the drum, locking up the wheel and quite possibly causing me to crash in a spectacular fiery cataclysm. Alas, it is now fixed so I shan't go out in a special effects extravaganza. So much for tortured artists and their tragic endings.

Now I shall have to arrange to be offed by a meteor.