As is both my wont and daily ritual, I was
multitasking on the toilet by simultaneously handling my business (minds out of the gutter, please) while handling other business (I
repeat: minds out of the gutter,
please). While preparing a truly Homeric tweet teasing out the disparate threads connecting critical methodologies of neo-imperial belly flopping to the hermeneutical challenges of contemporary semiotics in the context of Kenyan oligarchic rule, all within a paradigmatic framework of post-anarchofeminist epistemology, I paused to power squeeze and
lost consciousness.
The resulting concussion has left me unable to tweet or post until Monday. I apologize for yet again disappointing your fledgling optimism in this blog, thank you for reading today, and wish you the best of Trick-or-Treating this weekend.
Cheers,
The Clog
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