Where in the World is Stephen: Part 3
--by Stephen Schleicher
It is Sunday, and I’m busy running from one press conference to another, eating fine food, and listening to PR people talk their talk as they attempt to wow me with their wares. If you haven’t figured out where I am yet, here is another clue.
If you haven’t figured it out yet, there will be yet another clue dropped tomorrow.
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April 15th, 2007 at 9:00 pm
Umm… are you at the AVN Awards?
April 15th, 2007 at 10:27 pm
You are close! While I have been to AVN (what a treat), that happens in January and not April.
April 16th, 2007 at 7:05 am
Aha! Then I have figured it out, Moriarty! With the assistance of the Red-Headed League, you faked your own death at Reichenbach Falls and have now taken over as the central figure in a crime wave striking throughout Limehouse and Soho. Obviously, from the stain on your shirt, you’ve been eating Swedish meatballs, and that distinctive gaze is from the ingestion of too much alcohol, almost certainly a concoction of one of the heartier tuber-type plants, perhaps a vodka or gin… The dull gaze indicates that you’ve been hearing about new technologies and you’re shell-shocked, but you want a new digital editing suite…
Elementary, my dear Otter… Stephen is visiting the set of the Simpsons!