I am going to be in Chicago at the end of June for a while, staying with Tubens & at the W…hopefully…those bastards better not renege. I won the Hotel Olympics fair and square, mister… I never peeped out the various times I was blindfolded… refused to use the Force to gain an unfair advantage in the weeklong service competition against Players from all departments… I simply showed up for every day and Played Hard in all the games. Anyway, Jennifer Shelly should have known the Final Tiebreaking Question because she is a Pastry Chef, and the query involved sucrose. But she didn’t, and I won the Chicago Stay at the W… gimme some sugar, bebe. The Doctor called today and announced his intention to meet me there… Time to talk to Tubens.
To ramp up myself and the Supervillains, those lizards I lounged with for two years out in the midwestern Oz… with the fucking Sears Tower enroaching on our everyday lives… with whom I’d call up the FBI just to have a safe & secure conversation… for them and the public I have posted the l33t artwork now on top in the Green Box to the Left. Continuing on…