Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)
Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.
This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Thursday, September 18, 2003
The thrill of victory, the agony of defeat...
As you may note in a couple of the comments below, that cool set of 21 three day passes to the Chevy Truck U.S. Superbike races this weekend and the 63 meal vouchers for Jim 'n' Nick's Barbecue that I won from WTTO are not to be.
I printed out the itinerary, took it home last night, and compared it to the Gigantic Refrigerator-Mounted Calendar of Possumy Events to find that there was no way to work a three-day race weekend into a weekend full of four soccer games and church and housekeeping and yardwork and being a double-naught spy.
I called the nice guy at the station and left a voice mail that I was going to have to pass on the passes.
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