It's been a while, Blogosphere.
I'm deeply entrenched here in Empty City, CT.
The ol' proxy army are in every corner of town.
Every street, watching; every intersection, fortifying; every building, barricading.
I have numerous escape routes planned, for such a day when my proxies are bested.
There's not been a single sign of indication that my pursuers are here.
I have gained an unexpected ally, however; a pale lady garbed in a dress of pure kerosene passion.
Her partner in crime, swarthy fellow clad in the thickest of smoke, is forced into thraldom by those blue she-devils, not unlike that indisen Rake was before.
So, Camper, if you don't do the right thing, and burn to death, then come and find us.
We'll settle this.
You know where we'll be.