Looking for a new place to live -- particularly in New York -- is not only a good way to get quickly very tired (tired of walking, tired of real estate people, tired of the smell of musty basements), but it is a good way to ensure that one has neither the time nor energy to weblog. Because now that I've seen the true state of my real estate future, I am freshly freaked out about money in general, which in turn gets me freaked out about my job, which in turn makes me work longer hours, which in turn leaves me no steam to write after a Sunday of reviewing various former henhouses in Central Brooklyn.

But such dereliction from my editorial duties, friends, has resulted in a veritably sky-high pile of Things to Be Shared in this space. I therefore offer this little teaser, this promise of good things to come -- possibly even in a few hours -- including right-wing comix; insane teenage spam manifesti; Congressional Muppets; and Martin Amis.