So I find another appealing spot for my two-story house and for some reason the deed still won't plant. Don't ask me why, it just would not work. I paged' Counselor Aori (first day on the job) and he politely explained that he could do nothing in this matter. I explained to him that people that were unable to assist me in times of need were oftentimes killed and it was a shame that I could not kill him. I would far prefer to kill his bosses, the GMs, but since my hands were tied, I had other things I could do. I explained that I would simply go kill as many people as I could and tell the ghosts to that it was OSI's fault for pissing me off. Furthermore, I would try to specifically target newbies, as they would be the ones most inclined to listen to my reasoning. Aori figured he would show me his new powers. What a crock.

So here I am in freaking jail. Why? I didn't understand. All I was doing was trying to nest this $200,000 deed somewhere, and OSI's new patch had made it so that if a Rat farted within 63 tiles the house would not place. What else could I do to show these guys I meant business. No land left? No problem. I'd just kill to keep myself occupied until a place opened up and as victims sang that familiar "uuugh" song, I'd sing the OSI praises to them. Send me to Jail? Hell, I've been to the Baltimore County lockup. OSI's jail looked sweet.

After a short conversation, the good Counselor Aori decided he had heard enough of me and wanted to send me somewhere far, far away from him. I still wanted to discuss my situation somewhat. At least explain to me why I was there, as apparently he had me mistaken for someone else.

Aori came to his senses and realized that I was indeed quite an impressive person and he no longer wanted to detain me, despite my intentions. We exchanged home phone numbers so that it might be easier to page him directly in the future. He also gave me the home phone numbers for every other Counselor on Lake Superior. What a swell guy.

8-)

~=Dick Gozinya=~