Blackwolf in Grumpy Old Mage Mode, Yet Again!
Look, kids, I've gone three whole days behind in my e-mails; I have less than a month to finish destroying my GeoCities website before the twits at Yahoo!, Inc. do the damn job for me; a few butinskis whom I shall not identify have interfered with my plans for the month; and on top of everything else, the Naked Cowboy has apparently wussed out in his quest to become Mayor of New York City.
I hope, Robert John Burck, that this teaches you a proper lesson in following through on things. Remember, I chose you as one of my Champions of the Imagination for a reason --- but, as ever, you figured that it would be more fun taking on the system that is City Hall your way. I myself made the attempt aeons ago; IT DOESN'T WORK!
As usual, the High Istari warned me that there would be adventures like this that would end up in this manner. "All my life," Master Richard told me the other day, "it's always been Richard against the world --- and all my life, I've been the loser! How much more can I take?" Believe me, dearests, Humans will always be done in by their egos, no matter where you go or what you do. Now, I've had to spend a whole Labor Day Weekend trying to return to online status; I'm glad I'm back online in the first place. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go and find that YouTube clip of the Speed Racer movie end credits with the full text of the sung lyrics.