Wow! Here I am at the front of the magazine. This is just like being bumped up from coach to First Class. And it's great up here: you get your own personal VCR, the meals are served on real china, and the liquor never stops flowing. And best of all, I don't have to look at Bob Farmer's butt anymore.
This begins my third year as MAGIC's product reviewer. My thanks to Stan and the gang for putting up with my erratic writing habits, and thanks to everyone who has offered moral support. If there's a product you'd like to see reviewed, drop me some email at [email protected] or snail-mail me. We'll try to accommodate you.
Unfortunately, I'm under the weather as I write this column. I just got back from Markku Purho's convention in Kouvola, Finland. I had a great time with Eugene Burger, Lennart Green, Guy Bavli, and Juan Mayoral, but I picked up a bug on the flight back and have been feeling pretty rotten ever since. If you want to get the complete multimedia experience of this month's review column, read it out loud with two wads of cotton shoved up your nose and a Vick's 44 cough drop in your mouth. Thank goodness the drinks are free in First Class.
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