Dear Log,
"ESR hides out in his cathedral of solitude"
I've been saying for years that ESR is a bargain basement animatronic space probe designed by soft-headed aliens. Like at any moment I expect him to approach a fire extinguisher, with his eyes pointing in different directions, and ask it "Helo hyoomon female, let us engage in consensual adult sex! Where is your EGG SACK? Are you LIBERATED???"
I nearly wet my pants laughing...and now the horror of the thought of having nightmares of ESR humping a fire extinguisher has set in.....
