Doesn’t seem right to tell a light-hearted story today about my World of Warcraft guild.

With that latest example of man’s inhumanity to man out at Virginia Tech, I’m just not in the mood. Maybe Raster will feel like writing about how he’s a rich tobacco farmer in Lord of the Rings Online, I dunno.

So for a few days, it’s lights out around here.

P.S. When I return, I have news about the former guildmate I nicknamed BabbleOn. Refresh your memory with Part I and Part II.