...I'll have to do something about moistening thing up, again, won't I?
Raven - as Olan told me on the last page, "Hang in there, man! We love you!" Must be something in the air, recently, I suppose, that's had us all "down and mopey and struggling for inspiration." Maybe I should spend a few hours in the basement mixing together some Lysol and other elfin-magic-facelicky ingredients to come up with a super spectacular, spritz away the blues, air sanitizer?
Anybody got a stockpile of Clown-in-a-can?