This post has absolutely nothing to say. It's the equivalent of one of those things that used to be at the bottom of a column in the New Yorker*: "Block that Metaphor," or "The Inscrutable East" or such. It was amusing filler to complete the bottom of a column.**
Well, this is filler to complete the top of the column. It's not as amusing as what used to be in the New Yorker, though.
The inclusion of a comic strip in a size that is readable has skewed the first article in the blog below the side column. So we're writing something to fill in.
How about a joke?
A young man, off on his own for the first time, invites his mother to have dinner at his new apartment.
When the mother arrives, she is shocked to learn that her son has a female roommate. But the two quickly explain that they are strictly roommates and sleep in separate bedrooms.
The evening proceeds, and at the appropriate time the mother leaves for home.
As the young man and his roommate are cleaning up, they notice that the sugar bowl is missing. After several days, it is missing still. The roommate suggests that the mother has perhaps taken it, so the young man writes the following letter:
Dear Mother:
It was good for you to come to dinner the other night.
Now, I'm not saying that you did take the sugar bowl, and I'm not saying that you didn't. But the fact is that the sugar bowl has been missing since you were here.
Love,
Your Son
A few days later, the young man received the following letter:
Dear Son,
It was good to have dinner with you and meet your roommate.
Now, I'm not saying that you are sleeping together, and I'm not saying that you aren't. But the fact is that if your roommate were sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the sugar bowl by now.
Love,
Your Mother
____________________
*We say "used to be" about the New Yorker because, after many years of subscribing, we were finally driven away by the consistent efforts of Tina Brown to turn the most literate of weeklies into People with words. The present editorial staff may carry on this practice, but we wouldn't know.
**And now that it's on the blog, it's not working. But we will let it remain for now. We actually like the joke.
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