Doghead's Cosmic Bar

But you know who I really miss?

The Professor!

*sobs into his mescal*

Alas, poor Professor! I knew him, Horatio: a man of infinite jest.

A 'good' hero would not call himself a hero (or herself a heroine), nor think of any action as heroic.

Buggar that. Let's curse somebody.

No, but the title would fit in retrospect. Not that it matters.

That doesn't sound at all proper!

Curse you and the car you drove in with. That doesn't have quite the same ring to it. I miss the old days.

*waits for curses to rebound*

*Gives Sarah A Look* Oh? I suppose you think I should stick to wishing on stars and fairy dust? Should witches _make_ people happier?

*falls into a drawer; comes out covered in aluminum foil*
Curses! Foiled again!

*shrugs* Go ahead and curse. ;D But as Not I has stated, be careful in case it rebounds.

I guess the curse did rebound--I wanted Granny Weatherwax to say that last bit to Sarah. Doh!

Bah! Talk of predestination! If everything is the predictible plottable only conclusion of forces set into motion at the moment sigularity became multiplicity the this 'illusion' of freewill is as good as 'real' freew-