From the Imperial Naysayer:

Yes, I tangled with the Six-Armed Robotic Beast in the dark caverns of the unmappable UNC Health Care System. I escaped, not unscathed, but with lots of instructions and pretty pieces of plastic from which to carry on my daily business of living. I am recovering nicely, thank you, and the prognosis is more or less good. There were found a couple of teeny-weeny specks of carcinoma but mostly nothing of consequence. Unfortunately, all this hammering and pounding on the lhysical and the mortal has left me half addled and entirely fixated on the mortal shell, with little imagination left to talk about more cosmic or even Imperial issues. Since I don't like talking about myself so much, I generally opt for dignifies silence, for better worse.

Persevere and propser, my friends!


A, Non-Voluntary Imperial Naysayer