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.
Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Okay, okay--so I was hungry!
Just finished up a nice plate of kung pao chicken (served with a scoop of fried rice and an eggroll), hot and sour soup, and a fortune cookie--
Thank you, Dah Sing Noodle Company of 5430 East Ponce De Leon, Stone Mountain, Georgia! I'll pass this along to all those pesky persons who keep sending me bills with the expectation I'll actually pay them!
(It also gives me comfort to note to you all that Possumblog has been free for the taking since 2001!)
Anyway, long morning and it's dreary and raining and windy and I'm stuck here typing and continuously burping odd Chinese spices. ANNNND will probably be doing so for the rest of the afternoon. And I had a really good story, too, a saga about the bold and adventurous grocery cashier Tiffany--Crusher of Produce.
Oh well, I suppose it will keep until tomorrow.
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