Pardon our dust.

Once upon a time, David and I decided to start a new blog. After we redesigned the thing to move it away from blahsville wedding central, blogger decided to crash and wipe out all of our work. Thanks, universe.

A better blog facade will be posted soon. Patience is a virtue.

Speak the speech, I pray you.

I can tell you right now, reader: the title of this new blog is deceptive.

When I was a wee undergrad, I studied literature--Victorian literature, chiefly. There aren't exactly a shortage of words in the typical Victorian novel. Since my brain was steeped in that gorgeous, excessive language, it naturally follows that I don't know how to be brief. Why use one word when I can use five words to say the exact same thing?

David, husband and fellow blogster of this realm, is typically not short on words either. We may be double liars here.

But, I can promise to be abstract. I can also promise to provide a ridiculous number of allusions to Shakespeare (see: blog title), the Scarlet Pimpernel, or whatever video tape haunted our family's VCR in the 90s. (I'm sure we'll slip in the occasional report on the life and times of the D+WK fam along the way.)

Let the games begin.