Oh, Manchester, So Much To Answer For

Since I'm not posting for shit, and that likely won't improve until sometime next week, might I suggest content-seeking readers spend some time with BJ's high school reminiscences (remarkably poignant), a marvelous entry about not/telling people you're an escort from Devon (the entry for August 27th), and Erik on his summer of pop. Then enjoy some masturbation material courtesy of Stebbins (you're too kind, really!). Finally, since it's a holiday/beach weekend, celebrate the Speedo's 75th birthday and read this appreciation from the Los Angeles Times (via the Beaverhausens). And if you want to find me between tomorrow evening and Monday evening, try looking here; tomorrow afternoon, try here. I "heart" long holiday weekends.