I get asked a lot what the heck this "Tricky" thing is all about.
And in honor of the Fifth of November I thought I'd let Tricky answer for himself (I usually keep his paws off of the keyboard, but I was home sick and delirious with flu and fever today and he got the drop on me. I apologize ahead of time...)
Warning--whatever comes next is Tricky's handiwork please don't coming groaning to me):
Tricky, who or what are you?
...on this most auspicious of nights, permit me
then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character of
this dramatis persona.
Photo by Sharon Abraham: Tricky and butterfly dragon baby from Only Human
Ta-da! In truth a humble thespian talent, cast tenuously
as both target and trickster by the tarots of fate. This totem, no mere token
of theatricality, is a trace of a Time now terminated, taboo. However, this
tremendous trip of a bygone troublemaker stands tenacious, and has tendered to
teach these thugish and tarnished traitors, trademarking turpitude and tolerating
the torridly treacherous and tremendous transgressions of trepidation. The only
turnout is toxic; a tribulation, held as a tintinnabulation not thwarted, for
the tolls and tariffs of such shall one day triumph the thoughtful and the
taintless. Truthfully, this taratur of terms turns most talkative, so let me
simply add that it’s truly my good honour to meet you and that you may call me
T.
Well, I'm glad we got that cleared up. This is the original
