I won't be back properly until late Tuesday. Here in Limbo there's a "Gentlethings Club" with Wi-Fi that I'm piggybacking on, but I still have to wait another day for my molecules to realign enough to make the transition back to the prime matterial plane of Terra-Mundanis as our reality is known.
Also I miss the orcs, good people. If Frodo had simply told them they had brought something to chuck into Mount Doom they'd have had a much easier time of it. Not much for the orcs to do in Mordor except chuck stuff into the volcano and watch it burn (hence the lack of shrubery) and what's the giant eye going to say in protest out of it's eye hole? The week before we got there they chucked in an Oliphant and everyone was still talking about it. Plus orc women are great once you get past the teeth and noses and smell. I've dated worse.





