Wherein I handle a boat-load of disrespect to George Lucas.
Wherein I regale you with the story about how I ran my car into a police officer.
Wherein I blather even more about an old folk song.
Wherein I remember the Wikimania conference in Gdansk, Poland.
Wherein I talk about the meaning of the word “is”.
Wherein I reveal the last gasp of Nexus Wars’ life.
Wherein I hate on religion.
Wherein I throw some love at the players of my game.
Wherein I wax nostalgic about an artificially intelligent disk jockey I once wrote.
Wherein I rant about not being horrible.