wells: hold on hold on hold on: where’ve you been since then?  what was this about you being an emperor?

blog: oh yeah! i forgot. so after all that, i needed some time alone. just to ponder and think about blankness and stuff.  wells, blankness is some pretty heavy stuff.  so i went to the desert, just outside of joshua tree.  there i opened a frozen custard stand called ‘the emperor of ice cream.’  we also served sherbert.  but everytime i spooned up a cone of vanilla, i kept thinking about the canvas.  it was miserable!

then one day a man ordered a cup of strawberry. i didn’t get a good look at him cause he wore a bandana and shades.  he paid in pennies. after he left, i noticed something strange with the pennies: instead of the lincoln memorial on the back, they had text.  after two hours of repositioning the pennies into order, i read what they wrote: ‘and now you know and you shall never be safe and you will live in fear of desire and blankness and of me, t.c., who will seek you out and make sure that you never tell your story on pain of death. unlike the liver man, i know how to take you out.’

so i got scared and i came back.  that’s why my story has to become a secret.  and that’s why i need protection.  wells, you won’t let tom cruise delete me will you?

wells: we’ll see.