Dear Goo-said,

Glad to see you're back in town. Sorry I had to leave you abruptly in the last post, but my food arrived, and I have a hard time currying your favor and favoring my curry at the same time. They were a bit late in letting us in and in filling orders, as well, and I was famished.

Murray's Surry Curry-In-A-Hurry is rather like Santa's delivery slieghs in that the Bombay Doors don't always open on time. A lot of re-dos. I was actually a Delivery Sled-Elf once, but never again! The only good thing was the Flexible Flier Miles we were awarded.

We do have our secret means of travel which I'm not allowed to reveal, but none even as up to date as Harry Potter, Dr. Who, or even Bill & Ted or the guy in "Back To The Future", and our Union leader Jimmy Half-a (or Half Pint), as much as we look up to him, has not been able to get us an upgrade. So that's why I had to escape from that library like I did.

That's not the first time you "put me on the shelf", so to speak. If you remember one time when you were shopping recently and somebody sneezed and you were looking around to see who was being blessed? Well, it was me up on a shelf standing stock still among some dusty stuffed toys, and I almost gave myself away. I also almost got bought, but that's another story for another time.

And speaking of being put on the shelf, the night I got locked in the Library was the night I was finally supposed to hook up with the beautiful but s'elf centered Meemyse Elf at last to go to the Billy Barty Film Festival in London, but she felt I stood her up. When last I saw her, she was in the company of that gnome, Chompsky. I'd read in a thread they'd said he was dead, but instead....Oh well!

So I guess this weekend I will go to Murray's on a live music night, check out the local action and maybe try to get a gig for our band, tenatively called S'elf Expression for the time being, at least.

I'm glad you've gotten over talking to yourself at the computer, hoping that Santa will be solved and hopefully, I'll be absolved. You might have more aliases than even The Boss.

More presents are being gathered and even possibly one to open early, but that's still in the planning stages. Your big package will have a theme, but I'm not at liberty to hum a few bars of it for you yet.

As always at this time of year, watch this space.

Your Own Scout-Elf,
Elfish Pressently