Shireroth

Just a note that I will henceforth, on a recurring basis, fall out of the tubes of the interweb at the weekends. Whatever I miss will be attended to or ignored during the working week when I have nothing better to do.

To honour Ahriman-Rrakanychan on this occasion twenty Piscatores will be shot at dawn... which broke an hour and forty minutes ago. Huzzah. They will be cremated and their ashes returned to Brookshire.

Ta.

A further note to the effect that - aside from finishing a stalled narrative arc in Elwynn - I am probably going to go fairly inactive in the near future. Not quite to the point of emigrating, cause that never works, but more to the level of minimum commitment (which is where I am more or less already... hah... the entire message is redundant... brilliant).

Pretty much the same boat I'm in.

Well I hope everything is ok on your end.
As always you presence and literary wit will be sorely missed.

Bad news. You can mark me as active again.

Yay!