If ever there was a need for Paragraph Fencing

I regret that as you peruse my blog you need to furnish your own beverage.  I only mention it because most, if not all, should be read with one shirttail out and hair askew.  That is how it was written; a refreshing beverage resting upon a coaster, a small bowl of chips within reach, with only scattered bits of punctuation left from the grammar coyotes.

They came through again just moments ago.

Z. Corwin