In a treacherous and derivative maneuver, my archenemy has begun a blog of his own, which he will surely use to unleash his evil upon an unsuspecting world. No, it is not George Bush, who certainly needs no assistance in the malevolence department. My nemesis is, by day, a mild-mannered librarian who collects Star Wars action figures and sews his own historical costumes. But at night . . . at night, he hatches his fiendish plans: intricate plots that choreograph flying monkeys, giant killer robots, and Skeletor.

The name of my archenemy is Spuds, and his blog is here.

Be afraid.