Inbox Full of Crazy by Chris-Rachael Oseland Page A

procrastinate a
lot...and if I were to enact them...people wouldn't like me.

8) I'm pretty geeky...conventions when possible and perviewing nerdy things.

There are more I'm sure...but, it's late and I feel like going to bed or
reading a sci-fi book...or reading as I go to bed.

Well...that's it for now.

Take care!
    ~*~
    If you weren't so freaking awesome I would ask you to consider a position as my
arch-nemesis. This is prestigious because I have never considered anyone for
the role before, only for regular nemesis. As it is it would make me sad to
have you as my enemy, so perhaps it's finally (at long last) time to consider a
partner. As for my plan to take over the world, please wait
until the uproarious laughter fades. Ah-hem. I don't want it. You would, in
fact, have to bribe me with something significant to accept the role of
dictator of the world. I do, however, have a evil-nerd-laugh that puts fear
into the loins of natural alpha males and an evil stare that causes sane people
to check for emergency exits.

I think you look smashing in your dresses and would
love to spend some time exploring this city with you and seeing if we can press
some minions into your world domination plans. (I can be supportive even if I
don't share the goal.)
    ~*~
    With the advent of computers, an opposable thumb is no longer a necessity for
writing. I must rely upon my other skills to stand out among horned beasts.
Perhaps I meant to say hairy beasts. Hot blooded, hairy, or horny; I suppose it
doesn't matter because I am all of the above! Tell me about these narrow air ducts. Are they
necessary to keep out your enemies? Vermin (cats)? Something more sinister? I
suspect these air ducts are meant to keep you in rather than keep something
out. Are you living in a supervised facility under the watch of doctors or
armed guards?

I suppose that's all I have for now. I must sleep
now. It's important to get plenty of rest before a busy day of world conquest.
    ~*~
    You had me at xkcd I've been on OkCupid for months, but you're the first person that I'd be
genuinely disappointed not to meet.

So, perhaps I'm a mammal you'd be interested in meeting. I smell good, write
well, have facial hair, chest hair, and have a fondness for good witbiers and
hefeweizens. (And, of course, Guinness.)

I'm always up for a run at world domination, so long as it doesn't threaten the
beer supply.

Oh, and suggested Webcomics? Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal, Something
Positive, and Sinfest are at the top of my list.
    ~*~
    Greetings, and welcome to St. Louis! On behalf of the Mad Scientist’s local 42, I would like to take this
opportunity to welcome you to your new launching pad for world conquest. St.
Louis has some very unique features that make it attractive to your fellow
aspiring criminal masterminds:

Reasonable real estate prices, so you can allocate more of your budget to
minions, research, and development instead of your secret redoubt.

Enormous systems of caverns deep underground that have never been fully
explored nor mapped, for those evil geniuses that prefer an underground warren
with plenty of places to ambush those annoying do-gooders

A large mechanically proficient labor force that is presently not working in
such capacity – these former autoworkers will happily sign on for a reasonable
salary and benefits, and bring skilled craftsmanship to your construction
projects, be they giant robots, evil lair fortifications, etc.

There are also a few things about St. Louis that the mad scientist needs to
keep in mind:

No building, lair, doomsday device, etc built after 1965 may be taller than the
Gateway Arch, which stands 630 feet tall

By unanimous consent of local 42 members, no plan for world domination shall
include the utilization, destruction, or removal of the Arch, as the structure
is actually a parabolic antenna used to provide free satellite TV to the union
hall

“St. Louis” is broken up into components – St. Louis City proper, and