Don't read this post.

Just don't read this. It's not worth your time. You, the faithful FCN few, have better things to do with your time. Other posts preceding and following this one may entertain and enlighten, but not this one. This one's sole purpose is to increase our post count.

If there's one thing we pride ourselves on here at FCN (we know, we know ...) it's being frequent posters. Constantly putting up new material means people keep checking back to see in what embarrassing position we've just managed to cram ourselves. We post often, and, we like to think, we post well.

This is not one of those times.

This post has no content whatsoever. It contains no news, no personal stories, no social critique, no interviews, no political commentary. Nothing. Zip. Nadacha. But the time has come for us to post something, and we can think of nothing whatsoever to say. Hence this post.

If you've read this far, I want you to stop and think very seriously about how you spend your time. Why do you, the discriminating reader, choose to consume a product that even the producer warns is to be avoided? Is there something about FCN that you can't get away from? Something addictive? Something primal?

If so, we suggest you take a long vacation. Start by going around the house in search of power sockets. Wherever you find one, check to see if there is a cord running into the wall. Remove any and all such cords.

Live at least a week in this condition before checking back on FCN. We have no life - at least we can warn you before it's too late.

And so it appears that, against our best efforts, some content has weaseled its way into this post. Oh well. One of the other writers is posting tomorrow. He might have something more interesting to say. Check back then.