“An Absurd Gamble”

Line of the night, from the author of the dystopian timetravel novel that unsurprisingly did not walk away with the prize.  But another enjoyable fundraiser in the Atlantica, in that room off to the side, the dressed up potatoes, the front row seat, even the raffle victory for A.  A year gone, remember how dominant the Europa was on your mind at the time.  Now returned, many of the same dreams still ahead on that horizon.  In that light, great listening to people sitting around and talking about books, inspiring really, and further nod to light thee on thy way to Mantua, in the career choice.  What might next year’s prize-night bring?  Stay tuned.

A postscript also, in honour of Mr. Jared Goff.  28 points required, and after some fumbling and stumbling he managed to come through in the end to keep the playoff dreams alive.  Speaking of absurdities, it is funny how such a thing can bring happiness.  Such is the world.