View From the Bushes

It's up to day ten of "pathetic excuses for not releasing the latest adventure," and even I'm beginning to get tired of it. I can only imagine what it's like for my faithful subscribers. The weekend passed without any word from the cartographer. I tried calling him and ended up talking to his wife, and apparently his computer is back up and running, but he wasn't home so she told me to call back. Hopefully that means I'll see the maps tonight, but absent any additional information I'm hesitant to promise anything, plus I'm having a birthday party for my kids tonight so we'll see how things go, but I can tell you that my fingers are crossed.

Beyond the continuing saga of the tardy adventure there is, of course, the building excitement of the Tour. I discovered that OLN has their tour site up. Phil Liggett, Paul Sherwen and Bob Roll already have their tour previews posted. I was delighted to discover that Bob Roll had picked the same podium as me. It's nice to know that I'm not out in la-la land, though if you've ever watched or read much of Bob Roll you may disagree that with my assertion that he's not, himself, in la-la land.

In order to limit the number of anti-tour defections from my blog this year I'm going to limit whatever discussion I feel like engaging in to a single paragraph. I can't remember (and am too lazy to look up) whether I mentioned that the Olsen Twins had turned 18. There were several websites devoted to counting down the time and the event got a huge amount of air time. I figured that this sort of lechery was fairly recent, but I came across an article which traces the history and it turns out that it goes back much farther than I would have suspected.

Carpe Diem Quam Minimum Credula Postero
Ross