Because I am a busy man, I have written a poem called "Because I am a Busy Man," which I am too busy right now to show you, because I don't have time for things like poetry. I have too many tasks in my inbox to make things rhyme, which, as I have been told, all poetry does. When tasks pile up around me, as they always do, the demands of rhyme seem trivial.

Whoops. So busy that I've lost track of where I am. Therefore I will direct you to an article I wrote on karaoke. By sending you there I give away my final secret, my own name, which will delight all the Hermetic magicians out there just waiting to get their hands on my syllables. Begone, you pack of Cathars.

parode - exode