Long live the blog!
If there's going to be just one derelict post lingering at the top of this pitiable page, I'd rather it was someting inspiring; so, while I weigh the thought of chucking it all and switching to writing about my thoughts on old-school D&D (in the mold of the several blogs I've recently discovered, and in whose life-giving waters I'm now floundering) I want to recommend some music to you.
What could be more banal--and probably unwelcome, if experience is any guide--than that? Probably nothing, and furthermore I expect you're all well aware of the splendours I would urge you toward; nonetheless I come here today to recommend to you Haydn's Paris symphonies (nos. 82-87, including those nicknamed 'The Bear,' 'The Hen' and 'The Queen').
They are pure exuberance--they are 'concupiscent curds in kitchen cups'--they are a mauve glow along the bottoms of pillowy clouds at dusk--they are French milkmaids whose white bucolic sleeves are damp with dew. 'The Bear' or No. 82 is my personal favorite.
Wouldn't it be funny if--just once--when you recommended something to somebody, when you asked them if they checked it out, they said "Why Yes, I did. I like this and this; I didn't like this and this"?
The poor question mark is out in the cold. Maybe I should bring him inside.