Wendell Holmer is a wonderful friend, and he writes about sex and love for the Second Life Herald. I haven't seen him in a long time, and I am kind of PO'd about that.
He also hasn't been following my blog, apparently, because when I offered him a humbug, he was completely innocent. Heh.
"It had a very unpleasant smoky taste, sort of like month old bacon, as if you had smoked the pig while it was still alive," he muttered.