Your leaking thatched hut during the restoration of a pre-Enlightenment state.

 

Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



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Like my brownhouse:
   warm rainy day in early December
Tuesday, December 5 2017
It was a strangely warm day, with rain in the evening. Sadly, I took little or no advantage of the weather. An all-seeing observer taking note of my behavior throughout the day could tell I was procrastinating something because I kept obsessively returning to charts.js, which I was learning how to play like a fiddle, programmatically altering the arrays of Javascript configuration I passed into it to produce wildly varying results.
Meanwhile Gretchen returned for a second day in a row to the greater Albany area, this time to have a brilliant dog surgeon in the craptastic town of Pattersonville look at Neville's knees and propose a solution. He suggested an experimental new surgery that's only been done on a couple dozen dogs involving a high-strength titanium wire. The worst part about this is that the recovery (which will happen in stages) will last four months. With Donald Trump's apparent desire to see the world burn, it's hard to imagine the post-apocalyptic hellscape Neville will get to run around in once he is free to run around. [REDACTED]


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