That was a defenite boo-boo but Mr. Sjog, being Florinese, has trouble, naturally, with our numbering system. The copyright runs out in '87, not '78. Worse, he died. Mr. Shog I mean. It was easy.
Mandrake moves with all the verve and speed of a lizard flaked out on a river bank.
The only good thing that's happened in this whole mess is I finally got a shot at reading Buttercup's Baby. Up at Columbia they feel it's defenitely superior to The Princess Bride in satirical content. Personally, I don't have the emotional attachment to it, but it's a helluva story, no question. This is getting humiliating. Well, maddening as this may be, since it reflects on the reunion scene, we're also having trade problems with Florin which, it turns out, is our leading supplier of Cadminium which, it also turns out, NASA is panting for.