What in thunder is it about Wednesdays being so bloomin' slow?!?!
I had planned on e-mailing ol' Poopstar to see if he recalled, but I don't think I'll do that. There's just too damn many reasons not to drudge up ancient memories; that's what YouTube is for.
Meanwhile, I wish I could do something to help dear Captain Zorikh recover his lost guitar. I can't stand seeing the Captain lament its loss online! Why, then, am I, a mere Mage, kvetching about it? Maybe I had to worry about Master Richard's well-being some 72 hours ago. Panic attack, you see. Too long a tale to share here; tell you sometime later.
Dammit, today's just expletive deleted slow! No news, no updates, no serious gigs --- no NOTHING! At least, my old friend Myles Pinkney has a new 2008 calendar out, which I purchased last night ---- and, of course, it's jam-packed with pictures of Wizards! Cool! Drool! (Slurp, slurp as well!) Well, I guess tomorrow I'll give me Apple Store Soho pals a break and haul me butt out to Bethesda Fountain. Fair warning to them, though: expect to see ol' Blackwolf in full regalia on Halloween Day. (Look, I gotta have a place to kill some time on Halloween Day!)