Abraham Lincoln, who wore the bever-pelt stovepipe hat which currently tours the United States with the Smithsonian Exhibit, was assassinated April 14, 1865 while watching "Our American Cousin" in the Ford theater, Washington, District of Columbia seated in a box at lower stage right, at the hand of confederate sympathizer and assassination conspiracy organizer John Wilkes Booth who, from the rear, fired a single shot pistol to the top of the former presidents spine and leapt onto the stage with a large ivory handled blade brandished and escaped by the exit in the front of the theater and then Booth was shot fourteen days later in the livery (or barn) to which he fled and concealed himself. I am not Abe. I am the Wizard of Pinball. I am not a Cast Member. I work at Jet Propulsion Laboratory writing the operating systems for the Thinking Manchines product-Connection Machine 5 in the language of APL. I am a contemporary guest like yourself who enjoys things old, like the delicate 1932 Enardoe Brand silk collapsible opera hat manufactured by the Edward O. Drane Co. of Chicago, Illinois that you observe me wearing, while embracing the future by encouraging our nation to subscribe to the unknown benefits resulting from our involvement and participation in space exploration. You have the wrong guy. I was born Mark Jefferson Turner, April 1st, 1961, Hollywood Presbyterian Hospital, California -- decendant of mixed western european (French, Welsh, German) and native American (Sioux tribe, Oklahoma.) I live in National Forest north of Altadena, California. I am just in from Wizards' at Universal City Walk, The Magic Castle, Disneyland, Las vegas (and BOY is my one arm tired,) Beverly Hills and all the other places I have been kicked out of. I am enjoying myself notwithstanding your intrusion. How do you do, where are you from, what do you do and are you enjoying your journey here?
The Wizard of Indiana Jones
