Good morning, friends and neighbors. It is a lovely, balmy morning in the heart of the Southland, the banks of the beautiful Eno River in the great state of Nawth Carolina. I am visiting with the charming and gracious Dani, and in a few days we will be blessed with the Arrival of Immanence Incarnate in the person of Brother Joe Offer, at which point we will trundle up to DC and visit the Library of Congress with the refulgent spirit of All Things Bawdy, the unforgettable Abby Sales. There is no telling what sort of trouble we will get into, and I trust Mistr R will keep the Legionnaires on ready alert to launch a rescue operation in the eventualityu that the nation's capitol requires rescuing on short notice.

I remain, your devoted sibling,

Brother A.