Yeah, he invited me already. I declined, of course because my social calendar is full that day. I'm going to Bob Brown's celebratory party. Celebrating the end of the Liberal Party as we've known and felt it during the last 11 years. Liberation from that gruesome lot of incompetent, miserable, lying thugs will be sublime. Cheer up, it means that the next lot just might have the traces of a beating heart. But I just might send Howard a few notes about the Greek and Roman myths. They tell of hubris and nemesis. Maybe he'll learn something, though I doubt it. Cheers, erinys... try and be a little more like your mythological beings: turn into a eumenides!
