One Hundred is Just Another Phone Number

Edward Armouralle: Infernal Paternal Eternal

We've reached the one-hundredth posting on this new venture into cultural-blogical-logical sabotage, [Ed: Saboblog?] in what the founder is now, in his own eponymously "pillogical" way, calling Applied Pillogic. Praise for our efforts has come from one of the untucked four corners of the world, and from a spot somewhat near the solar drain pipe up to our north. Criticism too, and concerns that we may have overstepped on feet now and then. Linx also have been born and raised--the Celtic-Corsican pirate queen The Erin, and El Llahh, the Scheherazade-like Songstress of the Cultural Deserts, have joined our crew in spirit at least as agents provocateurs without portfolio.. or cash. It's all one big ship of hearts, and club of fools, and it must be captained or wielded, like a shovel or steamboat or UPS shipment, by some one--and that some one one just might be my boss--the man who burns my paycheck every week, and shovels the coal that makes this tooting steamboat of nonsense plough relentlessly up the mountainside and on to infamy --Professor Antonio Pille. Happy Birthday I say, and, I'll add, good luck.