Just so the world knows, Alfredo is an artist. Despite all his protestations and claims to the contrary, I have met nor do I even know of anyone who is more accomplished an artist than he is. There is such a manifest grace and elegance in all he produces that, I must admit, there are times when I swear I've heard angels weeping. Of course, Alfredo's preferred medium is bullshit. Yes, Alfredo is a bullshit artist. It shows with just about every comment he has left on this blog. And I want the world to know that when I write back to him, it is with love and admiration, the sort of loving admiration existing in anyone who tries to emulate his or her idol. Sadly, I know that my artistry-- if I can so boldly refer to it as such-- pales in comparison to Alfredo's and that my comments have been misinterpreted as antagonistic. Thus, I am compelled to tell the world that my comments to Alfredo are sent in the same loving spirit as his have been left to me. Loving admiration and emulation... really... I mean it... anybody want a peanut?
By the way, if there's a transit strike tomorrow, I am TOTALLY screwed. I'll have to walk and walk and walk and it's going to rain like a mammajamma. Yuck.
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