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.
Monday, November 10, 2003
Well, I felt a little nauseated, that's all...
I didn't even realize I was pregnant! But, indeed I must have been, because there is yet another blogger out there who will one day curse my name for having started him on the long road to obsessive-compulsive blogging. (Well, me and Barry Graham--how it happened that Barry and I were both involved in this conjunction is too strange and frightening to think about.)
ANYway, ladies and gentlemen, another Possumblogchild hits the airwaves, this time covered in thick, crusty Red Georgia Clay and written by longtime reader Dave Helton. (The mean ol' man who scared those kids at Wilder Tower.)
Congratulations to Dave on starting his new journey to mental instability, which, as we all know, goes great with heavy equipment and firearms.
SECOND OF ALL, on the way out of the house Friday, I received a message from Loyal Order of Possumblog Minions and Sunshine State Panhandle-dweller Jim Calloway, who found a marsupial fellow-traveller up in Portland, Oregon of all places. Interesting when people start talking to woodland creatures. (Although, frankly, anyone who can't tell the difference between tire noise and a mating call needs to be taken out of the gene pool, but hey, that's just me.)
THIRD OF ALL, I need to finish up my astounding series of yarns about Peripheral Hallucinations, Nighttime Navigation, Cold Wind, Exhaustion, Psychic Fairs, Cold Wind, GOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!, Exhaustion, Noise, Cold Wind, Exhaustion, and Other Stuff, so I'll be back in a bit.
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