Once again I will be throwing myself into uncharted territory, blinded by knowledge gained through a constant barrage of media consumption. This Thursday, I will arrive in London. That famed city that once had the gorgeous London Bridge and Big Ben, until GORGO destroyed them. The city where aliens were discovered in the subways and investigated by a Professor Bernard Quatermass. The home of the most famous of all detectives, Sherlock Holmes... I will most certainly have to knock upon 221B Baker Street! If things aren't going my way, I'll simply snap my fingers and exclaim, "Julie Andrews!!!" Then there's that porno theater where the undead go socialize and torment their killers, that's a must see!!! I'll have to assault someone with a gigantic penis sculpture!! I have to walk across that Beatles Album cover street. There's sooooo much to do!!! But who will be my Hallenbeck, my Killer, my dark co-conspirator.
I have one blank day to have adventures, to roam with reckless abandon, and who will be my journeyman? There's pubs to fight in, darts to be thrown, legs of mutton to gnaw upon. This is an adventure, and noone adventures alone. I have but 33 hours from this posting to gather the names, numbers and intentions of possible co-adventurers. If memory serves a certain prequel is undergoing reshoots, and if that isn't an adventure I don't know what is. If memory serves there is a Mummy movie shooting in London... oooooh the adventures to be had.
Write me with your suggestions. I arrive in London by noon on Thursday. I will be staying in a hotel by the name of CLARIDGE'S HOTEL. Leave messages and secret passwords and phone numbers there. However, no paper with any runes written by a Dr. Julian Karswell will be accepted, so don't try it!!! We must have an adventure you and I, so drop me an email this very second!!!
