Nyarlindsey has deemed me fit for more ancient mysteries: a mystical incantation that, recited through my cellphone, can be used to report to my dark mastrs from anywhere I might happen to have my cellphone. Like here at my desk.

Dammit, now I have to start carrying my cellphone around with me in case I ever have anything to report to my dark mastrs when I’m not actually at my desk. This blog thing is turning out to be more of a commitment than I anticipated.