RyserCastle

In a prefatory manner, let us confabulate on this proceleusmatic nostrum sweven without valleity thither my kismet. (Isn’t dictionary.com just plain neato?) Being a panglossian snollygoster specializing in ultroneous pharaonic frippery in nimiety, I strive to push the promethean envelope although as one of my foibles, I am often flummoxed and may foozle a tad with nescience while trying not to gasconade with my campestra, avant garde work. As a nonesuch, I often give a megillah as I create a foofaraw towards my specious yet pulchritudinous bricolage. My apothegm: I may perpend and interlard an agglomeration to construct a concatenation from tohubohu. Unfortunately, sometimes I must be emulous to fustigate and babble in a jocular manner, while I obnubilate the barococo hydra upon a gallimaufry to rabble-rouse ……………………………….. In other words, … chatting on this inspiring pet project of a dream strong enough to lead to action towards my fate. Being an over optimistic and clever yet unscrupulous person specializing in often spontaneous excessive extra-large useless items, I push the creative envelope although as one of my character defects, I am often confused and may bungle (play clumsily) a little with ignorance, I try not to boast about my relating to the open country experimental thingys. As a person without equal, I often give a lengthy detailed explanation as I create a great fuss about something very insignificant towards my good, although lacking merit, yet physically beautiful construction made of whatever materials are at hand. My short, pithy instructive saying: I may ponder and diversify by adding a contrasting jumbled cluster of varied parts to construct a series of interconnected things from a state of chaos. Unfortunately, sometimes I must be desirous of excelling to criticize harshly and argue stubbornly about trifles in a jesting manner while I cloud over the many-sided problems that present themselves as soon as one aspect is solved in a excessively ornate, confused medley of things to stir the emotions.

After years of trying to get a website to pop up on my pager, I have taken the next step and entered the technology age. Equipped with the next generation 286 and new and improved AOL floppy diskettes, I am rebooting my website so sorely missed by my following of 573+ spammers whom all say that I am a “genious”. Unhampered by a wife, close family, friends, neighbors or any acquaintances at all, I can now devote any and all free time while not at my sole source of income to this time-sucking endeavor until this politically enhanced pandemic is … well … uh … welcome to the new normal (insert wav file here)… allows me to continue my other passions not involving watching my cat catch field mice, chipmunks, birds and elk.