February 2020 . . . .
I had intended to make a big deal about it out of this being our 200th number. Over sixteen years of monthly publication, and how cool was it that number 200 would fall on the second month of this year 02/2020. Pretty cool. Well, pretty something, anyway.
Truth: its the dreariest time of the year sorry all of you who have a birthday with Washington and Lincoln. No one likes February. Its unlikeable. Most people pronounce it wrong, and I think thats on purpose. It doesnt deserve to be said correctly. Its the egg-salad sandwich of months. The French, wise folk that they are, named it Ventose when they changed their calendar after the Revolution. Ventose either means windy or bad breath, which is accurate enough for a month worth only 28 or 29 days because who in their right mind wants more of windy, cold, and wet?