“And as for you, well, you will always have a resort when you are at your wit’s end.”
That’s the thing about Pyrrhic victories: it’s hard to tell right off the bat who’s won.
Put down the poker and nobody gets hurt.
I confess that, in these days of blogroll amnesty, I worry how much longer I’ll be able to claim a spot on the rolls of both the Valve and the Weblog. (Have neither of them noticed how far behind I’ve fallen in the reading? Even the title’s secondhand!) —Ah, well. I can just go cue up “Sailing Day” again, and if that doesn’t do the trick, there’s always another fight elsewhere.
