Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on there, campers. Don’t let that last entry make you think I’m all bent out of shape – I’m not. I was just being a little petulant, that’s all. Don’t pay it any mind.

The Pumpkinhead Beast that is my ego would love to think the ‘stake‘s passing would result in much woe and gnashing of teeth — but let’s get real. If you’re anything like me, you read the final ‘stake entry and went, “Oh. Huh. Bummer.” And then you calmly deleted the bookmark and moved on with your surfing, never to give it another thought. So if that was you, don’t worry about it, that’s the most natural of reactions and that’s how it should be.

But if you’re anything like my close personal friend Paul in South Africa, who wrote to reassure me that the ‘stake would be missed and my writing is wonderful and my spelling skills exemplary and that he’ll now be a regular reader here… Well, there’s a special place in heaven for ego-feeding angels like you.

And I apologize for calling you a mook.