Tinker, Tyler, Blogger, Spry

Tyler, that Master of all Trades, has firmed up his writing to such great extent over the past few weeks that I think this blog has reached a natural end. The wealth of his inner world, and the insights into his deepest desires, have slipped beyond my reach. Though I sound the depths of his posts and probe the psychic fray, I can no longer discern so easily what Tyler wants.

Thank you for reading, and please visit once in a blue moon if you sense that the Wants of Tyler have returned, for in that case I shall see them, and we shall peruse them by the light of the full, blue moon.

P.S. Just because I poke fun at Tyler doesn’t mean he’s wrong. Average actually is over and you should drink your beer with fear and trembling.




I don’t know if I’m imagining it, but Tyler’s writing seems to have dramatically tightened up… it’s been 10 days and I haven’t been able to come up with a single one of these. Stay tuned.