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, November 20, 2003
You say "creepy, lecherous old man" like it's a bad thing...
Mr. Aardvark with some rules on playing nice on the blog playground, especially when it comes to interacting with bloggers who just happen have the same sorts of internal plumbing as your wife, except in much newer packaging.
Sound advice, although, as those ladies with whom I have corresponded in the past will attest, I don't mind sending an e-mail when the situation calls for it. It's okay, though, because Chet the E-Mail Boy reads them all and I would hate to embarrass him with anything too risque.
And there's that whole deal with using my real name.
And the fact that even though Reba doesn't like guns, she seems not at all bothered by butcher knives.
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