Apologies first to those I've already ambushed with earlier posts, and fair warning to all of you generous hearts moved to swim out with me into high surf. I love your company, and I want you returning safely to shore. Close your inbox, cancel your RSS feed, do whatever you need to do to keep your head above water and avoid the deadly maw of the Undertoad. SWIM AWAY FROM ME IF YOU THINK I MIGHT TAKE YOU UNDER.
"Now I will you to be a bold swimmer..." Whitman says. Not a foolish one.