"Let's see, first question up on the agenda; What's with the bag over my head?

Well, it preserves my International Man of Mystery image... but it could also be because... (1) No one has yet sculpted a head that catches the debonair and dashing MiskatonicNick likeness to a tee yet, or... (2) I don't want to scare the horses, or... (3) I must keep my anonymity to protect me from the likes of Mattel's Lawyers, Hasbro's hitmen and the freaks who write me letters such as this one here...

... obviously the product of a diseased mind!"

"...If I ever meet you I'm gonna take an old rusty hook on which I'm gonna hang your desemb... disemboweled...disembowelled... oh fiddlesticks!"

"Gee, this writing thing is soooo hard. Hey, Ashley, is 'disembowelled' one 'L' or two?" "Ummmm..."

"Why not just go with 'I'll bugger you senseless with a chainsaw'? Mary-Kate" *giggle* "oh yeah... I love it when you talk dirty, Ashley..."

... see, as I said obviously the product of a diseased mind. Hmmm, but there again so's this whole damned site isn't it? Oops. Next question, please.