I’m back. Not like an oversized man-machine sent back in time or a certain bloody Count (or was that a Baron?) of lore with a penchant for necking of a sort. Nope. You see, if I didn’t make a re-entry, I would have to change this blog to deadnote.com – too painful, not to mention…
Tag: End Of The Line
A Rhyme For Every Reason
And a song for every season. They could well paraphrase this song to ‘Churn, Churn, Churn’ and make it the HR department’s anthem This one for the marketer peddling his wares And for that mythical honest business For the paranoid and the merely curious alike If only Pontius Pilate had sung And in this season…
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