If one defers from ridiculing perfection, one makes the tacit statement that one is less than said ideal.
IOW, you seemed to be gettin a mite high-falutin,' even uppity, in yer comment.
No blog necessary, BTW. Well, okay, maybe just some pics.
Couldst thou but witness the effusive mirth emanating from my humble countenance. Your wry wit doth always bring joy to the cockles of my heart.
Out of respect for the sensibilities of the public, pictorial documentation will advisedly be deferred.
We now return to the regularly scheduled dialectic.