Being confused with Darby Dixon of Thumb drives and oven clocks. Every time I visit his place, I feel better about my inconsequential keyboard tapping--more inspired and more willing to venture out with my own thoughts on what I've been reading.
It's an honor, sir.
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Grand apologies! I was suffering from jet lag and lack of sleep!
No worries, Ed. I was honestly tickled.
All the best!
Flattery will get you everywhere! Or, well, it will get you wherever I am at the time. Which if you hit me on the right night of the weekend means you could score a free drink at the corner dive bar. Which, okay, isn't everywhere, per se, but it's still not so awful a place, eh?
(i.e., Thanks!)
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