the Elusive

This could be something else.

This is the means to deliver groundbreaking news a nanosecond before they mutter, "Well, this is awkward..."

This is pinning the horseshoe upside-down and getting the devil to hold in your luck anyway.

This is watching Romeo kneel under Juliet's balcony, and not calling it teenage stupidity, but rather raging hormones and some sort of medieval crack, as a person who shall remain anonymous once said.

This is the genius who said that of course the chicken came before the egg, because eggs obviously can't have sex.

This is the battered heap of winnings slowly collected through time, and then suddenly gone, all gone, in a great gamble of cruel luck.

This means scratching out the fine line (if there ever was one) between the bold and the insane.

This is something else.