Yes, it’s true. The lovely and talented Egg Fellow has returned from her sojourn to The Natural State. They really call it that, yes, although I don’t believe the people who live there run around in their natural state all the time. Jen will have to enlighten us when she’s able to blog.
“Snowball, what have you done with Jen? Why is she not ready to blog yet?” I hear you asking. It should come as no surprise to you that our beloved Bakerina is a bit knackered from riding on a smallish plan half the day, enduring a cab ride, and finding a lonesome Lloyd eagerly awaiting her return.
She’ll be back tomorrow at some stage, I promise. Unless I change her password while I still have the chance.
This has been a public service announcement. If it had been an actual emergency, Tom Ridge would have shown up and insisted that intelligence shows there is no clear threat.
You say she’s back. But I don’t believe it. I’ll bet she’s hidden in a cave somewhere and you’re going to trot her out just before the election to try to distract us. That is, if you don’t succeed in canceling the election entirely. Thus are the sordid politics of the chicken and egg world.