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, May 24, 2004
You know what? I sure would like to go back home and go to bed. Yes, I know, I'm just being a big baby, but I am sleepy and I want my blankie. I suppose I'll have to settle for the next best thing, that is, writing this silliness. SO, in lieu of much-needed shuteye, tune in (in a little while) for zippy tales of suburban thrills of Japanese Beetle Traps, Soccer, The Library, Hoity-Toity Soccer, The Old Homestead, Ribs, Church, Clean Up (Sorta), Bowling for the ADD Set, Target Practice, Church, Great Danes Are Big, and Go to BED!
But first--MONDAY MORNING MEETING MADNESS! Whee.
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