"Well..."

  

At this point of habitual inactivity on this blog, I almost post merely in order not to let another month go by without postings.  At least I had one last month, however insubstantial it may have been.

As I noted back in July, I've been rather active on substack -- perhaps not quite as active as I used to be on Twitter, but nevertheless...

I'm still writing my final coda to my massive 1,000+-page novel, the coda titled "Nine of Diamonds".  Probably have about 20 pages more (so far, 76).

One amusing quirk impressionist Rich Little would indulge when doing his impression of Ronald Reagan was beginning a sentence with "Well..." followed by a pause, in that distinctive twang the Gipper had.  Especially delightful was the evening when Rich did it to his face, as it were, as one of the acts for the President's Inaugural Ball in 1985, handily performing on a par with another celebrity on the program, the great Don Rickles.

All righty then...

I'll see myself out...

Woops, sorry about stepping on the cat's tail...