Four weeks ago, I published this Pre-Pre-Blast, which was praised by critics worldwide, some of them saying such things as:
“I think, and with earnest and honest consideration . . . that
The Grapes of WrathTron’s PrePreBlast is the greatestAmerican novelPreBlast I have ever read.”
—Dorothy Parker
“We read
The Catcher in the RyeTron’s PrePreBlast and feel like thebookblog-post-thingy understands us in deep and improbable ways.”―John Green
“[
The StandTron’s PrePreBlast] has everything.Adventure. Roman.Prophecy. Allegory.Satire. Fantasy.Realism.Apocalypse.Great!“–The New York Times Book Review
I was very excited to do something dumb and goofy, but kept thinking, you know what would make this dumb and goofy thing even more fun….a global pandemic that’s threatening to collapse the world-wide economy and decimate several percent of the world’s population. Well, be careful what you wish for I guess.
Anyways, my mustached self will be out there to welcome the coming spring. I’ll bring my music box and crank some tunes that will likely be drowned out by the thunderstorm that is likely going to be going on during all this. We will do something stupid and pointless that will make us get better. This will likely be my last post in the gloom for a bit until all this blows over. Probably will just resort back to my Denise Austen and Richard Simmons workout VHS tapes for a bit until it’s safe to go out.
Tron out.