Okay, still not all. But perhaps my best. Starting with the "Exodus" card set, I was introduced to worlds of flowstone, mogg warrens, colored mana, and a creepy nine-level world of nested spheres called Phyrexia, ruled in its tiny center by something called Yawgmoth. And since then, so many other worlds. By the late 90's, Wizards of the Coast had assembled for itself an amazing brain trust which helped launch the fantasy card game phenomenon into the stratosphere.

So, why, you ask, am I still withholding some of my pieces from inclusion in this should-be-completists-dream of a comprehesive catalogue? My wise elfin friend said, when I finally buckled the squirming fella down and pressed him for the secret of his treasure -- he looked me long in the eye and said through his whiskers, "You know, there's a lotta crap out there."

Oh -- you may be wondering if I sign Magic cards through the mail. I do, sometimes gladly and always for free. In the past I have sent y'all on a runaround through Wizards of the Coast; those days are through. I've now moved into something I've the conceit to call The Zugtagon, hidden in the wilds of rural Pennsylvania. So if any of you out there are clever enough to be in possession of my years-old street address, it's now worth as much as Nauru funny-money. Here's how to mail me directly:

Mark Zug
P.O. Box 182
Lewisberry, PA 17339
USA

And be sure to include a legible, self-addressed, stamped envelope if you want your stuff back. Responding will be much quicker than in the old days, but patience is still peace of spirit.