Deep in the Heart of Darkness
Ambrosia Sue flew in Thursday to aid us in evacuating the Mountain of Love and his possessions, out of BTW South, out of Fort Worthless, out of verdammt Texas. But, this Bogforsaken place had one final insult in store. On Saturday night, some wretched knave smashed one of the Senator's Daughter's windows and absconded with the radio/CD player and a goodly portion of the center of the dashboard, including the control knobs for the environmental controls and the hazard lights button. Bastards.

The only consolation is that the CD player was broken, a disc was stuck inside and would neither play nor eject; so, fie on the thieves, may they rot in Perdition.

The End of BTW South
Upon the Mountain's exit yesterday, BTW South was no more. According to ad hoc Blue Tree Whacking by-laws at least two of the five core members of BTW must be in residence for an abode to earn the "BTW" moniker. The Professor and K. Steeze live at BTWest II and both are required for the name. The Guy and The Gal finally cohabit, but tolerant of BTWackiness though she is The Gal is steadfastly not affiliated with Blue Tree Whacking; so, there is no "BTW Gateway Arch." BTW South retained it's name between Thanksgiving and New Year's Day because though the Mountain was in Ohio with Ambrosia Sue, he was always going to return to BTW South. Now, he's gone and though I will miss him I am tremendously happy that he is no longer in Texas. I regret terribly that he is going to return in August to help me finally and irrevocably quit this baleful spot; I heartily pray it is the last time either of us shall set foot on this accursed soil.

There is no more BTW South and so there shall be no more BTW South Songs of the Day, but mark you well that in some form the Song of the Day will continue.