Your friendly neighborhood Rundown writer is no longer in the neighborhood, or even the country, but I can’t, er, let this column go unwritten. Mike Canter is off trying to earn himself a spot in a James Joyce knockoff, so I’m over here doublin’ up on my typical duties. That’s good because it’ll help me in my quest to reach 1,000 posts on the year (this is No. 913, if you were wondering), though that’s actually a really low goal at this point.
Not only am I on pace to go way over, but recent developments in my daughter’s medical situation mean I’m going to have a whole lot of time on my hands.