Enjoying the Sunday Session.

After two rather long and tiring (although for the best of reasons) days, it is finally a pleasure to find a few moments to rant Foamy Style - yes I learnt from the master - about whatever odd ideas put themselves into my head...

People - that is always a good starting point.

It would seem in my own current experience that people I deal with fall into two rather distinct categories. Either (1) I find their presence highly entertaining, amusing and intellectually thought provoking or (2) they shit me to tears.

Unfortunately there seems to be more movement from (1) to (2) than back the other way of late... which could describe the latency of mood right now.

Allow me to clarify, if you please. I have no problem at all with people of lower than genius intelligence, or people who are genuinely uneducated. I do have a problem with stupid people. Unfortunately, the more educated and seemingly intelligent a stupid person is, the stupider they seem to become - blinded by their little pieces of paper or IQ test results to the point at which they don't realise that when about half the people you work with no longer speak to you that maybe, just maybe you're the problem not them...?

Apologies to everyone who knows what I'm talking about here - I shall leave you now, I hear a bottle of Shiraz calling me.

Who is Luci?

Greetings again dear readers.

After finally finding a computer with a decent internet connection I have published some photographic evidence of my existence over the last couple of months...

I see that Speaker For the Dead is continuing his fine work on conspiracy theories (Author's note, in a previous life you should have been an American Politician, they were experts at creating false conspiracy theories to draw attention away from what is really going on...)

But a single message left in reply to my 'Seek Help' post has me doing some head-scratching.

WHO ARE YOU LUCI?

Do I know you?

Do you know me?

You have been clever in not leaving many clues at all... but the reference to six months and one week has really thrown me (for the moment). If you don't want to be found, all well and good... but somehow I suspect you would not object to a small amount of game playing?

I await your next move.

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