I suppose I should post a little something by way of introduction. For lack of more fitting nomenclature, I'll usurp the identity of my alter ego, and thus be known as GoBob, though some in much older circles have also known me as Kai. Whatever works for you, O gentle reader.

Anyhow, there is little to know of me that isn't already delineated in my brief profile: I am a self-proclaimed Bard, and hold that title dear to my heart. One of the few faithful remaining fans of chivalry in all its forms, and one of fewer still who attempt to apply the ideal in their daily lives. A romantic at heart, the soul of an artist, eyes of burnt amber, and... as others have sworn to me... a silver tongue.

Ah, wordplay. My most passionate passion. There is little I adore as much as eloquence--the act of fluid loquacity which, by design, can delight, enamor, and beguile. When each wispy word wafts a coy caress upon the collective consciousness of collegues and consorts... an aural masterpiece moment after moment. This, my friend, is art. Every nuance is a brilliant hue, every word a yearning brush, every listener a fresh canvas. Will the next work be spoken genius, or meaningless exchange too quickly forgotten? Ask me... and we will find out. ;)