Chewing the Onion
I may be in a state of online Glasnost, but that doesn’t mean I want always to state my facts unequivocally.
Let us simply say therefore that today the nomination of your humble author for Brunch President of the Onion was accepted.
I am pleased but also fearful of the day when I declare I have bitten off more onion, or indeed more brunch, than I can chew.
