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

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Blackwolf Grumbles About Vacations and Other Significant Reasons for Being Incredibly Silly on an Otherwise Sticky Day

Thank you, dear Devil, for that charming commentary on the heat.

Well, looks like this ol' Dragonmaster better re-assume control of this here Diary of Magecraft. And so I shall. It's all I can do for now. For one thing, Quite an Imagination, the delicious documentary wherein me Wizardly personage stars, is not in production for a while. Stephen Steinberg, our Director, is, alas, on vacation in Florida, where his father lives. Doubtless he wants his daughters to meet the rest of Dad's family and stuff.

Where, then, does this leave yours truly?

Well, based on what you've read in the previous entry, bored, overheated and rather stinky. Merlin, I suppose, battled 90-degree temperatures many times during his own adventures; like me, however, he firmly believed in the ancient commercial's warning: "Never let 'em see you sweat." I, meanwhile, being New York's Unofficial Wizard, subscribe to a philosophy whereby most of my fellow Manhattanites sweat for a reason: You're only as good as the next dribble that trickles down the side of your face.

Many of my readers may find that conclusion icky. I doubt that you've brains enough to sense otherwise. When you're told that you smell, you're bound to react accordingly; New Yorkers will always find newer, stranger ways to stink. To you, then, dearest fellow future skunks-in-the-making, I would like to salute you at this juncture. When this week ends, hopefully, we'll not be as stinky or, I hope, as silly, as one might suspect.

More to come as soon as I can restore meself to proper sanity.

Master Blackwolf

Today's Guest Blogger: The Devil!

Greetings, Mortals! Lucifer, Prince of Darkness, a/k/a the Devil here! Callooh! Calleigh!

King Neptune gave you New Yorkers a water wedgie a few weeks ago --- now, it's MY turn! And you're gonna sweat all week long, and you're gonna like it!

This is what makes being the Devil so fabulous: I get to gloat about how hot it is while the rest of you folks struggle to seek out the nearest air conditioner you can bother to sit under! From my famous, custom-upholstered Throne O' Doom, I determine the nastiest stuff on the Planet. And boy, have things been nasty to date, my friends! I won't bother describing the particulars; let others handle that. Suffice it to say, this heatwave is sure making me a happy camper, I'll tell ya that right now.

90-degree temperatures are going to be in your future all this week, kiddos. Get used to them. If I know ol' Heat Miser, I suspect that right now, he's havin' quite the party! (Heh-heh-heh!) Oh yeah, one other thing: don't bother worrying about taking a shower. When I'm through inflicting this heatwave on you, New Yorkers, well .... let's just say Pepe LePew will have nothing compared to the stinkiness that is bound to come your way, say I!

Well, there's only one more thing to do, then: watch you icky-poo Mortals tremble with the usual mixture of fear and awe whilst I, the mighty Devil, laugh my nasssssssty laugh!

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