From the Jill Schwartz Memorial Library here in the wilds of Connecticut, this is obscure

season two, Frankenstein.

I am your host, your friend, your literary mansplanner in chief, earlover, bone vivant, and

geoginologist.

Michael E. Blackback with an exciting, block rocking beat.

What a week.

How was everybody's insurrection?

Good.

Good.

Glad to hear it.

Mine was just fine.

I, obviously, as you know, I was planning on attending to stop the steel rally.

I went.

I had a great time.

I have a new gavel that I took as a souvenir from an office.

I'm not going to say where the office was, but it was in office occupied by, you know,

an older woman.

And you know, let's just say she gave me, quote unquote, a gavel as a souvenir of my

time there.

And what a delight to spend some time there in our nation's capital with our lawmakers.

But now I'm back and anxious to dive right back into Frankenstein because, you know,

things are starting to get good at long last.

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