I've hit a rough patch at work.

I don't need vibes or anything. But if you're a friend, please chime in and say 'hi'.

Thank you...



I love you all...

Saturday, August 2nd. The Weekend Edition of William Shakespeare's Thought For The Day.

Having some dinner and drinks with Will Shakespeare.

Planning the return of William Shakespeare's Thought For The Day.

Ask us anything...

Spamalot - What Ever Happened To My Part?

Spamalot - This Is The Song That Goes Like This.

Spamalot - Find Your Grail.

Annoyed by long wait-times at the clinic?

Me too!

I can't help noticing, however, that the patients who complain the loudest are also usually the ones who insist on giving me the James Michener-version of their History of Present Illness.

Just give me the bullet-points. I don't need to know the color of your first car, or who your next-door neighbor's cousin married.

Believe me, I'd love to slow down and have a friendly chat. It's just not possible. Not when there are other exam rooms full of patients checking their watches and tapping their feet impatiently.

Clinic starts in twelve minutes...

Have a good day, everybody!

I'm nicely blitzed on some Belgian ale.

I love you all...



I'm an affectionate drunk...

I would like to apologize.

I posted a reply to a thread yesterday. It was referring to a popular biker slogan, and I adapted it to the subject matter of the thread. It contained an inflammatory word. I was wrong to use that word, and I apologize.

The view of the night sky over the planet Krikkit is the least interesting sight in the Universe.

Discuss.