The Unmistakable Stench of Rotting Fruit and Failure

Unfortunately, I must declare that this is a failure. I have done this many times. I almost enjoy being the coroner of creative endeavors. I say almost, because the sweetness of self satisfaction is not completely offset by the bitterness of failure.

What loathsome musing this is. That's certainly not what I wanted this to be. That's for my other project, "The Daily Whiner". At this rate, it may even be "The Hourly Whiner".

But as I was saying, this was a failure I don't know what I was expecting. I don't know what I wanted from this. Infinite offensiveness. Infinite comedy. Something remarkable and unique, or at least a decent copy of something remarkable and formerly unique. I expected nothing and I am still disappointed.