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Drink Rum Techno-Babble Gripping the Tarmac Like Gunmetal Magnets.

In the next day or so I'm going to pull all of my hair out and do a system upgrade. It might go painlessly, it might not. I think last time I attempted an upgrade, I lost all of my posts and I just gave up blogging. So if the site disappears for a few days, you'll know why.

Tomorrow will also mark the return of the FART.

It'll be a tough one with so many choice candidates.

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