I've started Left Behind Fridays because: A) we need to make steadier progress in our ongoing journey through the Worst Books Ever Written, and B) I don't have a cat, or a digital camera.
What's that? Today is Friday? Ahem. Well, yes, about that …
This week, I'm afraid, will feature an installment of Left Behind Saturdays (a hopefully only occasional feature during particularly busy weeks).
Much of my week, oddly, has been spent at Holden Caulfield's alma mater, helping a talented bunch of young cadets get ready to perform "Les Miserables." (They're really quite good. Watching Javert is like seeing Paul Robeson as a teenager. If you're in the Philly area, come hear the people sing — 7:30 curtain tonight and Saturday, 2 p.m. matinee Sunday, directions here.)
So apologies for the belated LB installment, which will be up tomorrow. I'm off to the barricades.