Keen-eyed readers will note a couple of typographical errors in this week’s column, along with a few instances of questionable punctuation, a dodgy standard of grammar, and occurrence of the phrase “Anthony Newley with a vagina,” which probably could have used a re-think. (There was also a minor HTML screw-up, which—though invisible to the general reader—surely gave my editors at Popdose cause for disappointment.)
Now, it’s true that I wrote most of this one while running a 101° temp. That doesn’t excuse the damage, though it may account, in part, for the tone. But despite the loopy, semi-detached fever vibe, I’ll be honest with you—this one was a slog, and it hurt me some.