My Kwizatch Haderach is the Shizatch Naderach

[robotnik2004]

Well, here I am, back in the city, after my Bidness Histrey Confernce, and then my anniversary, and then a week in the Canadian wild: beautiful and unspoiled and all that, but somewhat lacking in easy internet access.

And I am shocked, shocked, I say, to discover that when I go away, the internet goes on without me! My friends have birthdays and cool parties and scary-ass heavy weather and hilarious game ideas and they come back from Japan or head off to California and congratulate me on my anniversary and invite me to do stuff and all of this activity goes on with nary a peep from me.

So I apologize to all those to whom I owe correspondence. Happy First, Fourth, or any other ordinal numberth of July. And perhaps if the heat doesn't get to me tonight I will begin digging myself out from under my inbox. Excelsior!

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Bernhardt J. Hurwood

[(Anonymous)]

I'm sure that if Bernie were alive today he'd be flattered at your thinking he's someone else. He actually wrote 62 books before his untimely death of cancer. Hurwood was really his name, though he sometimes also wrote under the name Mallory T Knight and a few other pseudonyms. His full bibliography is somewhere online.