Friends, I have a terrible admission to make.
You see, I come...
I come from Circus folk.
Oh sure, it's just a little light juggling at first and then there you are, up on the high wire without a net.
Metaphor? I never met a 4 I wasn't grateful for.
So this weekend I put aside my foolscap and don my fool's cap and visit my Aunty Mame with the Clown dots under her eyes. At 9 am tomorrow I'm leaving the house-
And all 27 of us are piling in the Shriner's car and hitting the road-
I mention this to point out that I have a meatspace presence which I occasionally prioritize.
Now what will you notice? Nothing. TDS/TCR is already done for this week with NO volunteers!
This is not a casual visit. At 9 am Saturday I'm setting up the sound for the big Circus Parade where I revisit my sordid past as a DJ. In between times I have Yeongam (with Qualifying) and 10 Playoff games.
All in addition to your usual amusements.
I will be accompanied by enchanting women. I will dine in the best restaurants and drink the finest wine. I will live life to the lees.
Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends,
'Tis not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite
The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds
To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths
Of all the western stars, until I die.
And then Monday you will have me again, rolling my rock. Unless, of course, you help.
The Daily Show
The Colbert Report
Yeah, Thursday sucks. GET A WIKIPEDIA PAGE! Other than that Stephen's guests seem way cooler.