Part of my dislike for April Fools is that I tend to be, well, trusting. No, don't laugh, it is why I get upset when I find deceit, whether in jest or otherwise. I foolishly assume everyone tells the truth until given reason to believe otherwise. I don't know if Jonathan Hoefler's latest blog entry is true or not, but it is such a ripping yarn I'm not sure I care.

Update: Trust Aegir to go off and set Shakespeare in it!