In which Our hero reflects on nothing of much importance in the stretching of any, even the most exercised and brilliant, imagination....
Of cabbages and kings, that I believe is to be the first course of discourse.... Or, mayhaps not. Mayhaps I shall instead, in a fit of whimsy not uncommon to such as myself, entirely abandon such lines of polite chatter, in lieu of anything interesting to divine by such diversion.
I know. I am vomiting forth varieties of verbiages. But of such are my thoughts now comfortably composed.
Now on to that which hitherto shall be, at least temporarily, thought of as 'the point.'
I have, of late, quite determinedly set my mind onto the procuring and arranging, in such a manner as to appear properly medieval, a large quantity of Lego bricks. This undertaking, not having a root --pronounced, if you please, like 'foot' not 'boot'-- in any commonplace line of contemplation, but rather originating somewhere deep within that complex psyche which God has placed within all men, has placed me, so to speak, between Scylla and Charybdis.
I am, quite positively without any doubt, determined to build within that room, of which I consider to be my place of residence, a scale medieval castle with all its bells, whistles and whatnots of which I can muster thought. It is for this purpose that I did peruse the most common sources for bulk Lego: The Amazon Dot Com, The Lego Dot Com, and The E of Bay.
Quite to the utter stupefaction of my person, the first two did fail to present me with viable options. I was quite depressed when I did consult the final of the three. Astonishing! Since the last time I had consulted this genie of all things used, the quantity of what I was looking for had increased and the increase was accompanied by an equally significant decrease of price.
Now if only I had money for such things.........
On to further topics of talkings.
There shall be, for some time going forward, of its end I cannot attest to a guarantee, a distinct lack of peace within these walls. For some time the household shall suffer as I undertake to pick up the trumpet... I will try, to the best of my ability, to learn quickly so as to prevent the loss of sanity to my dearly beloved family.
Perhaps this is enough. I think I have emptied that of which my head was swimming. It was surprisingly painless.
Thank you for reading once more.
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