We Lost a Lot of Good Words Today....

Johnny "Fucking" Chan the Master. The article went up today after an email asking for it late yesterday and some break-neck typing into the night. It's up. That much is right. But there are changes.

This is okay. I'm not married to every word. And we talked about it, as men do, and came to our own conclusions. Mine was that I was still happy with what I'd written and thought it was good. His was that he was the editor, what he says goes. Outranked.

But hell, it was only a paragraph or so, and a sentence in the first section. Actually it's good thinking that my version is better, that must be progress. Of course I can say that, because no one will ever see it.

But now we're onto the next. This is how I want it to go now and how it probably will. But maybe one day I'll learn how to finish them ahead of 2am.