Modesty Is Only Arrogance By

I Have, Before Now, Waited For A Pen To Perform A Macro.

It's A Terrible Thing For A Man When His Woman Gangs Up On Him Wi' A Toad

Who'd Want A Pony When You Could Have The Whole Universe? It Was Far More Interesting And You Didn't Have To Muck It Out Once A Week.

Someone Out There Was About To Find That Their Worst Nightmare Was A Maddened Librarian. With A Badge.

God Moves In Extremely Mysterious, Not To Say, Circuitous Ways. God Does Not Play Dice With The Universe; He Plays An Ineffable Game Of His Own Devising, Which Might Be Compared, From The Perspective Of Any Of The Other Players, Ie., Everybody, To Being Involved In An Obscure And Complex Version Of Poker In A Pitch-dark Room, With Blank Cards, For Infinite Stakes, With A Dealer Who Won't Tell You The Rules, And Who Smiles All The Time.