LOL! Yes, when jolly old Sol gets Earth out of his system. Still, as you've seen at times past, I don't go on at this rate for long; a longish post or three at a stint usually caps it off. Of course, I do command performances, as well, so if people ask, I generally oblige, and attempt to be thorough.
This is, after all, the Undead Thread.
And what better subject than means of being undead? Nully started it; fanfan inquired further; it was building to a nice subject line, and I aver that I made a nice addition. LoM phoned me Wednesday evening for the expressed purpose of thanking me for casting such a grand vision of eternal undeadness.
We’ve never been sullied with sanctity before.
Well, then, it's high time we tried it! We've done so many other things, after all, being sanctified with sullenness just doesn't sound appealing. To keep it light and fluffy, and bring it hot from the oven lavish with honey butter's the foremost goal — the cornbread's no good any other way.
I invite all to a smorgasbord; take what you love and leave what you don't, but know it wouldn't be right of me not to set the table full 'til it stands groaning under the weight of the victuals. I aim to serve a feast, but, whether any man feast with me, or whether he keep his fast, 'tis a matter of his own conscience, and I'll neither judge his appetite, nor any lack thereof. Therefore, to what I present, let them that desire to eat heartily dig in, and let them that do not — not.
Spectators are welcome.
I’m enjoying your voluminous and vivid verbiage.