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, January 12, 2004
There now. All better.
This morning has been interesting, in the sense of the old Chinese curse about wishing upon someone that they be born in interesting times.
You know, every once in a while, the idea of going on walkabout has a certain allure, even though around here there's not really that many wild, desolate places you can walk without crossing several superhighways along the way and we all know the usual consequences which befall possums while walking near roadways.
Anyway, the normal long-winded tale of the weekend will be here in a bit as soon as I can manage to douse some brushfires and beat back some alligators off of my pasty buttocks--be back in a bit.
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