Ever since I attended the world premiere of Monty Python and the Holy Grail back in 1974 at the Esquire Theatre in Dallas, I knew that there was so much more to The Black Knight. While the 900+ in attendance starred blankly at the coconut they were given earlier in line, I immediately turned my focus to The Black Knight. Such a complex individual. Now it all makes sense.

I know it’s not a proud moment and a definite violation of an individual’s personal space when you find their diary and read without their permission, but in the case of the Black Knight, I had to make an exception. While Friday seemed to be a particularly bad day, Saturday was extra tough and Sunday says so much. The next week began with such promise and a new hobby and but, understandably, spiraled quickly downhill…well, you know why.