Blackwolf the Dragonmaster's Diary of Magecraft

Being a Chronicle of the Inner Secrets of, and Spells of Magick as Wielded by, the Philosopher of the Internet and Unofficial Sorcerer-in-Residence of the City of New York

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Location: New York, New York, United States

As New York's Unofficial Wizard, my mission is to encourage the Mortals of Manhattan to imagine responsibly!

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

And now, a word from Nostradamus!

Hi kids! Nostradamus, the Man Who Saw Tomorrow here!

Y'know, I gotta tell ya, the folks at the History Channel just can't get enough outta me! In fact, they love me so much they decided to give me my own show. It's called Nostradamus Effect, where every Wednesday, the world's greatest experts in stories and tales about me discuss the various end-of-days prophecy writers --- including moi --- who were totally obsessed with this whole end-of-the-world thing. Believe me, we're gonna have fun, and you're gonna think a whole lot about the future when we get done with ya at the end of our 60 minutes together.

So tune in each week, and let's get together for a while. I'll bring my Quattrains, you bring your screams of horror, not to mention your brains; we'll smooze, we'll talk, we'll discuss --- we may even shiver and shake. Hey, if you're Nostradamus, ya gotta do more than just flaunt it --- ya gotta boo it up a notch! See ya!



Blackwolf in Grumpy Old Mage Mode, Yet Again!

Welcome, Mortals, to Missive #451 in my Diary of Magecraft, yadda yadda yadda.

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.

Master Blackwolf