Musings

[Odd hours for odd people.]

Everything is upside down when you turn it right.

THEFT

THIEVES

THEFT

STEALING

HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!

MAN. That was very explodey. And loud. Like

NEEEEUUUURRRRRM BOOOOOOOSSSSSCHHHHHHHHHH.

[Private to J. Greene.]

Know anything about it?

[/Private.]

[Locked to D Wallace]
Do, come and collect your brother before he walks outside and freezes.

[Locked to P Rawlings]
Warm?

[Locked to R Boudreaux and J Greene]
There's a young man called Rome who might be coming by to sweep on occasion. Try not to torment the boy.

[After spending a sufficient amount of time staring at a wall, spinning in his wheely chair, blasting 'More Than A Feeling' by Boston on repeat, and using his cane as an air guitar, all while sitting in his empty office, he's finally resorted to the Forum.]

Where are all the sick people? Has the common cold been cured, because no one is ill today. Seriously, runny nose? Missing a leg? I'll fix it.

Does someone want to at least bring me a coffee? I'msolonely.

The world's going crazy again. I'm starting to think it's time to take another case, far far away. Maybe it's time to go to Hawaii and take a tiny internship as a bug collector. Anywhere but here, dealing with all of these madmen.

You come to a fork in the road. One man guards each fork. The man that always tells the truth guards the way you wish to go; the man that always tells lies guards a road that never ends. You can only choose one road, and you may not force nor trick your way past the guards. You can ask the guards one question each. How do you find out which way to go?

Then he sent out a dove to see if the water had receded from the surface of the ground.

Holding food drive. Leave things in Hamartia lobby. :)

Memo to Hamartia at large: the elevator is not a garbage disposal. Quit using it like one.

Anyone: I'm in need of a locksmith. Don't ask why, don't ask how. Anyone know of one, if you could send them my way it would be hugely appreciated.

[After spying a certain someone in this, spilling steamed milk all over the Reliquary kitchen, knocking over two customers and fleeing out into Seattle.]

And he said, Behold the fire and the wood: but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?

Okay, so can somebody here tell me why they closed the Golden Dragon?  Two years it's been here, and now they decide it's hazardous to your health.  So is smoking, and MSG, but you still run across both every day.

And if you say it's got anything to do with the disappearance of cats in the area, they've never confirmed it.

Can I borrow money?