"A page on the interweb, regularly updated by someone who, ostensibly, can find nothing better to do with their time."
"Senationalized minutiae."
And so it was with great reticence that I, S. Little, set out to publish a blog. I have often been criticized for my unwillingness to move forward, as it were, with the rest of the world. I still refuse to accept handicap accessibility being installed in historic landmarks merely because Betty or Myrtle can't climb the bump in the landing without traumatizing her monopedal robotic gait. If a chair lift wasn't intended in the papal basilica of St. Peter in 1626, it shouldn't be considered now. But I digress. This blog was created for the express purpose of exposing the actor/writer S. Little to the world, as he so attempted in the early 90's with his unpublished memoirs "Full tits and minge: back to the discotheque". But who is S. Little, I hear you ask? He is a man of no extraordinary abilities, but merely one of modest acclaim and infamy; how curious you are. So here, I invite you, the bloggee, to meet Mr. Little, the blogger, and to praise or damn him at your own discretion.
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