Well, I’m trying… again. The drunk w/o drink carries on the Hibernian tradition of living on charm and bluster. For the first time in years, probably over a decade, I performed the LBRP. It’s funny how quickly it came back to me. I have been shown recently that I have no clothes, emperor-wise. And it’s true. My fingers strain to write in that old style… bile and beligerence, but I no longer drink. At least I don’t drink like that anymore. So… again I see that I seem to be missing a key piece of the puzzle. I seem to be like a very nice computer, with a fast processor, and tons of RAM, but missing the “g” key. The times, they are a-changing. So… I did the LBRP in an attempt to clear the air. It was nice.

There are more things in Heaven and Earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your Philosophy.

-Hamlet, Act 1, Scene V