This page features letters and e-mail received by me, the Grand Poohbah of Davison Lodge. To assure the instantly concerned, all writers (excepting yours truly) are anonymous unless prior permission for use of their name has been granted.

"Ya know, DS had a very good idea. I am going to set up your page as my default home, too. Only took about 5 minutes to figure out how to do that. I rarely read anything off the Sprint home page and usually just click to check yours so why not start off with it? Sprint has a button on the Netscape bar so if I want it's just click away."—D.V., 6/16/97

You're exactly right. In fact, there are even programs availble to customize Navigator's buttons, too. But home page is where the heart is, and I couldn't be more gratified to see this Davison-web-site-as-homepage idea take flight. I think those who are willing to make this sacrifice deserve at least some degree of recognition. Hence, The Royal Court.

I'm terribly flattered, even if you have grossly over-estimated the number of people who pay any attention to me, let alone my web site. With all the whining I've done about physical therapy and my back in general, it's a wonder anybody visits at all. But they do, and since a friend in need is a friend indeed, let's all win this one for the Gipper, and put down the Davison web site as our Internet homepage.

Good Lord, man, they're gonna need an elephant gun with tranquilizer darts. The prospect of surgery has me utterly terrified. Of course if I can just keep my mind on other things maybe I can make it through the MRI tunnel okay. Who knows, maybe it'll be good news. And maybe Charlie Brown will kick that football someday, too.

Now, see—and I'm not disputing you here—I always thought that my ultimate artistic endeavor would involve more nudity and more money. Outside of a couple risque jokes, there's really been no nudity whatsoever. And outside of, well, outside of nothing—nobody's paid me a dime. So I guess I kinda expected (hoped, dreamed) that my "ultimate artistic endeavor" (I'm using that in the press release; I hope you don't mind) would garner me a little more fame and fortune. Like, say, any. So folks, the name on that check should be "Ty Davison." Give 'til it hurts, because I'll be waiting here in the nude until the money arrives.

No kidding. I've received about 25 disks and 7 CD-ROMs from AOL without ever asking. Man, what a waste of plastic. Those could've been credit cards or something. But I'd be lying to you if I told you that I hadn't ever considered using AOL. Somewhere around the 16th free disk my willpower started to buckle, and I began thinking, "What can it hurt? It's free for the first 15 hours!" Talk about insidious. Of course at that point I didn't know that they censor everything, that their web browser was lame and that they'd soon be the nation's number one reseller of busy signals. Fortunately, in a move I can only put down to self-preservation, my Mac wouldn't recognize the disk and instantly spat it out. God, these computers are amazing.

Okay, see, now that's a common problem. I update this worthless bunch of cyber-trash frequently, and if nobody returns, well, then I'm just sitting here laughing at my own jokes. Lord that paints a pitiable image. Come on, help me out here. Check back at least a couple times a month.

You'd think, wouldn't you? Unfortunately, that particular News section passage was more grounded in fiction than reality, though I have no doubt that if it were the other way around attendence would sky-rocket.

Thanks! I'll try to remember to water it more often.

Yeah, originally I had some concern about doing a relatively pro-legalization editorial on medical marijuana. After all, I'm not some latter-day Timothy Leary trying to push the youth of America into recreational drugs. That'd mean there'd be less for me.

I'm sort of an H.L. Mencken-lite. Same great wit, no anti-semetic tendancies. Glad you enjoyed the web site. Hate to burst your bubble on Original Sin, but I don't believe in it either. Perhaps we can argue about something else? Windows 95? America On-Line? Bill Clinton as the next Wilt Chamberlain?

Would you want to be associated with a web site like this? Yes?!? Hmm...well, Erin's currently far too busy to be able to spend any time providing content for the site. There is talk of putting up an "Erin" subsection come summer, but the lawyers are still negotiating the details.

Thanks, same here. It's amazing I ever get any work done. Laugh, laugh, laugh—it's all I do when I'm writing this stuff. Some of it's actually funny, too.

And you're right, I really should have made this site sooner. Fear of the unknown is a terrible thing, and I think it caused me to delay putting this site up for quite a while. But we can't worry about what others think of our artistic endeavors, can we?

Okay, well, maybe a little.