Replying to
pilder, who said...
As I’m still making my way through this here November 18, I’m not so fired up to read a seven volume set on Tara as she groundhog-days her way through November 18 over and over and over and over and over and over. My life is that way as we speak and my job lends itself well to facilitating the farce. Like clockwork. I don’t need a watch, I can just look to my coworkers’ habits like a sundial. It's undeniable proof of the same-shit-different-day pudding.