The Bedeviled Brigadiere

My Dear Viewing Chaps and Ladies,

I'm in a bit of a snit this week. I have reason to believe Smiggins has been spiking my nightcaps with some strange substance which I believe to be an as yet unclassified mushroom from deep in the heart of the South American rainforest. Whatever it is, it has the most peculiar hallucinogenic properties. Last night I dreamt I ate my own feet and hands right off my very own limbs! If I greet the morning tomorrow with my entire balled fist in my mouth, as I did this morn, Smiggins will be receiving a right good padding! Suffice it to say a good night's rest has been at a high premium this week.

Despite my bedraggled state I realize that there are those of you out there who may be in need of my counsel. Smiggins will be watching for your inquiries on the magic box again and shall relay these messages to me via pen and paper as per usual.

I cannot attest to the quality of kibitz this week, but I shall buck up and try my very best.

Yours in semi-conscious nocturnal self-cannibalism,
Sir Brigadiere General Grend31, Mrs.