The Dinghy, a very bent web log, seems to be back, with a lengthy post dated March 31. As an English major, I enjoy "Kelvin's" writings about shining Cordovan shoes with mustard stained cloths, and playing bridge with Vin Diesel, but I realize that stuff's not for everyone.

WHAT ARE THE CHAINS THAT BIND?: This is a question often asked by seekers of the sufficient life. I DON’T KNOW THE ANSWER. DAMN THE TORPEDOS. OK? ALL RIGHT? WE WILL TRANSMOGRIFY MOLEHILLS AND POUND THE EARTH WITH OUR UTTER MONOTONY. WE WILL EAT OUR DINNER OFF THE GREAT PLATES AND WE WILL THEN WIPE THEM CLEAN! I AM BINGING ON INSANITY AND I AM PURGING VENGEANCE! I WILL NOT REST UNTIL I HAVE RE-CONSTITUTED PANGAEA IN MY OWN IMAGE.

Check it out, if you dare. In other news, I resolve to be a better blog reader / commenter to all my bloggy friends.