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September 26, 2008


Mitchell Bond

Rex Stout? Brilliant. Nero Wolfe? So completely satisfactory that you'd think that an understatement. Archie Goodwin? Hilarious as hell and he has a good right hook as well. Fritz? Good at frying that fried chicken he refuses to fry. Me? I'll have a Remmers. Pfui!

Seeing a bunch of Nero Wolfe allusions over at the my favourite relish? So priceless I can't make a bad joke about it.

Now to water the Phalaenopsis Aphrodite that I dubbed 'Theodore' in honor of the gardener of that eccentric fellow who rather unimpressively is supposed to awe us with his one seventh of a ton torso.

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