
Well, not in San Diego, but close. The Bronsonius inner circle extends from LA to MN to DC and beyond, only now it extends to PR or NOLA or to the bakery or something. Basically this inexplicable pause in gloryposting should be attributed to spreading the Bronson spirit to warmer climes - the South, the Islands, the oven, wherever...
So, if you are constantly plying this site for new feral indictments of the hypocrisy of lame chicks and stupid jobs and you tragically find this post day after day after day, Your Charles sincerely apologizes for the lack of renewal.
Just confide in the fact that the meanings of life, buried superficially on these pages, are being spread via boots on the ground. This webwire writing is effective, yes, but sometimes a handsome man in a chalkcovered suit shooting Wild Turkey must suddenly appear and challenge the proletariat to solve riddles of reason and faith. Sometimes, that handsome man is the messenger, upon his leaving, that causes everyone to sigh and to wonder if that really was the messiah, or at least Bronson Sandiego...
Friday, May 2, 2008
Where in the World Is Bronson Sandiego?
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