It is quite the thing to realize you move in certain circles, that you are recognized for what you really are and really really shall be...the real me...the me I know me to be:

...as robust a blog as ever I've seen...

My new pal Tanya shared today. "Robust" has a certain je ne sais quoi to it, in that context, said like that...about me and a story about swapping toads for beer. Robust. Did I mention my fabulous robustness was discussed in this building, this very building on Sixth Avenue on Manhattan at some point in the last 36 hours or so?

Somewhere in Maine, a man is laughing at me and he is right.