This is not a post. This is just a filler to substitute for a post.
The weather today turned out to be both rain and snow. Precipitation full of ambivalence. The radio advises me to take about twice the time I’d ordinarily plan for any travel tonight.
On the bright side, the flight is delayed. (No, it’s not on American. Bet the plane’s full of bumped American passengers, though.)
This has all the earmarks of a night in which I may not get to bed at all.
Looks like you’ve invented a new type of paradox, akin to the famous box with text inside the box that says “The statement within this box is untrue.”
Sometimes I’m blown away by my own genius.
This is not one of those times.