by Ken Adams
Well, it looks like it’s finally become time to break my monkly code of silence and deliver the public some MTG content. I’m not sure what direction to take this column in the future (Metagame synopsis, deck brews, fiancial, stories from the road, or a hodgepodge of all the previous), so if you can sound off in the forums it would be appreciated. Did I mention I despise writing? Seriously, I despise writing more than Geth hates creatures and planeswalkers. Well anyway, here goes, just sit right back and I’ll tell you a tale of a fateful trip that led up to playing buried alive at the Baltimore 5k.