Saturday, July 11, 2015
I received some sad news today. Sad for me. It was delivered to me on the basis of strict confidentiality. I probably shouldn't even be saying this much.
No, this isn't satire.
No, this isn't really about me, nor do you need to worry for me or for anyone I know.
No, this isn't really appropriate material for a blog post. I am restricted from telling you anything and it would be wrong to even give you a hint.
In fact, to even discuss this entirely true issue any further it would be better if I started being misleading. It would be better at this point if I threw you off the track. I don't want anyone guessing something close to the truth.
I can keep a secret.
Yes, it has to do with my library's experimental biocard skin grafts.
Yes, it has to do with the new "roaming cat" rules in my Minneapolis Neighborhood.
Yes, it has to do with a continuation of anti raw cheese laws announced by U.S. Customs.
No, it doesn't. Not really. I cannot lie to you, but in a couple of months I can tell you the truth and you can say "Oh. Is that supposed to mean something to me?"
I cannot answer that question at this time.