When it rains, it pours... unless you live in Seattle where it showers, drizzles, and mists. (Vashon Island is close enough to catch the dripout.) Here we sit, basking in the second week of summer and with September looming, Weilling away the hours, waiting for the techspert to mouse/key my new harddrive into submission.
Call me Alibi Ike (a Damon Runyon character I think), but Fate has delayed my take on "Kurt and all that Jazz" for a few more days. Part 2 is actually ready to post, and will be, just as soon as that dang-blasted computer cries "Uncle."