Really? Well… Oooo-kay. Although I have no enemies I can think of (they’ve been well taken care of) and any wimmen lamenting over and around me seem to be quite invisible. And I bathe regularly! Not that I’m complaining, mind you. Less distractions (and lesser hiding of assorted body parts) means more time to write stuff. Save for days when I’m feeling a bit low or loopy and need some words of encouragement. Hmmmm… I guess I need to go learn to ride a horse and swing a sword around. And yell a lot more than I normally do. Which is rarely unless I fall off a horse onto my sword (ouch) or keys (OUCH). Memo to self: don’t carry your keys when riding a horse. Get an enemy or their soon to be lamenting wimmen to hold then until I’m done with der crushing. Thanks, Arnold (I think)…