Gentle Reader...

Today blogging will be sparse. In fact, there is a strong possibility that this will be it until Friday. Maybe not. I will certainly try to come up with something witty, provocative, interesting, informative, allthewhile remaining charitable, kind, compassionate, and otherwise decent.

But I wouldn't bet on it. At the most, if there is indeed another post today or tomorrow, it will be the usual grumpy, mean-spirited, hastily-written, repetitive and dull crap that you are used to in this space. I would apologize, but you do keep coming back for more.

Perhaps I ought to charge money. You are the addicts. The poor saps who need their daily fix of Keilholtz.

"It's a beautiful spring day. The sun is shining. If I am going to shirk my work, I ought to do it outside. No. I think I'll just open a second browser window and read what Keilholtz has to say."

Pathetic. But you can's help it. You have an addiction. And I am the dealer and the dope. So, from now on, it will cost you money to read this. A constant stream of small amounts of cash will keep the dope flowing. No money, no dope.

The first three years were free, but now you are hooked.

"No! I won't pay! I won't pay! I won't pay! I....must.....have.........my...........daily..............diatribe! Give me! Give me! Give me! I will pay anything! Anything at all! Just give me a rant about Protestantism!"

But, no. Not today.

"No, man, you see...there was this bust in Oakland. They seized hours of Keilholtz's time, so supply is going to be really tight, man. I don't know, I mean, if you have the stuff stored up you are in good shape, but otherwise, I don't know if I can get it for you. And if I do...it's going to cost you a pretty penny."

I have a cooking thing to do today.

I have a lecture coming up on Thursday night (7:30pm at St. Margaret Mary's Church in Oakland, lecture on John Ruskin, the German Nazarenes and the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood. Free. Fun. Enlightening).

I have a messy kitchen.

I have this studio that is almost functioning, but still needs considerable work, including some carpentry.

In the midst of all of this I have an energetic daughter who, for some reason, likes to be fed and taught things and read to and played with and led on hikes and explorations.

So. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Posted by erik at May 8, 2007 9:55 AM