It has come to my very serious attention that Walrus is extending his two-week vacation into a second week. This cannot stand.

Actually, it can, since there is nothing we can do about it. Which means no music trivia on Wednesday; or, indeed, a Hootenanny on Saturday night.

This cannot stand.

Oh, right. I’ve addressed that already.

Well, be that as it may (and it may very well be not), I would like to register, in the most emphatic terms possible, my distastefulness.

If you’ve read this far, you know that I am a reasonable man. Yes, I say “man,” in the face of those would relegate us to keeping to one topic.

In closing, as I often proclaim to any who remain in the room:

“I have the heart of a king, and of a king of England, too; and think foul scorn that Parma or Spain, or any prince of Europe, should dare to invade the borders of my realms — to which, rather than any dishonor should grow by me, I myself will take up arms!”

What were we talking about, again?