Well, you already know that this is the last Wednesday in July. And you likely don’t care nearly as much as I seemed to care about yesterday being the last Tuesday.
But in fact, I did not care. I was merely faking to score cheap political points.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter much. The real crisis comes tomorrow, when we reach the final Greg Dworkin appearance of the month!
But you’ve caught me. Truthfully, I must admit that this, too, is really about grandstanding for the approval of Juliophiles and Augustophobes, and nothing more.
Also, I don’t want to use up here in the post any of the substance of what we’re going to talk about on the show.
Also, I don’t really know what that substance is, yet. F it! We’ll do it live!