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.

Friday, April 02, 2004

Juvenile Diversions

You know, I probably shouldn't post this, and I don't even know why I would even consider it. But as I was just now driving back from the bank, I thought I should confess that on occasion--on very rare occasions--I will answer the telephone at the house, and with my best Winstons-and-Wild Turkey-inflected voice say, "HEY! This is Junior--can I hep ya?" My dad used to do that, too, just pick up the phone and say something like, "Joe's Pool Hall, this is EightBall."

Second, back when I was working at The Bad Place, I made one of these and stuck it up on my wall.

Well, anyway, sorry.

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