I'm Mr. Rico, and this page belongs to my owner. Hah! As if anyone or anything owns me. Why, I'm bigger than my britches! I'm a huge bird! At least four ounces anyway.
Well. My owner wants me to say that this site is UNDER CONSTRUCTION. Whatever. I just hope that he doesn't spend so much time on it that he forgets to feed me.
Glad you asked. Not overjoyed, but... You know. Glad.
I want it to be a place where all kinds of people can feed me. And entertain me. And generally spoil me rotten. But my owner has other ideas. He's thinking more along the lines of:
You might want to check back in a few weeks. Who knows, maybe one of these bird-brained schemes will actually pan out. Meanwhile, here's a gratuitous bit of poetry from someone you've probably never heard of.
My mind to me a kingdom is;
Such perfect joy therein I find,
As far exceeds all earthly bliss
That God and Nature hath assigned.
Psalms, Sonnets, etc. [ca. 1588]