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.
[...] Dear Observer: I thought I should inform you that Float 3 behavior may not be gender specific. Yes, there may be Float Three men. My husband rides on Float 3 on the Eastern Shore with his organization this Saturday night and informed me yesterday that he may be riding "commando," under duress. This might be blamed more on troubled domestic engineering than anything else.
A: For readers just tuning in, the term "Float Three girl" arose this year to describe female maskers who toss away their inhibitions, sometimes wrapped in articles of their clothing. A Float Three girl, then, may be a lot of fun but could tangentially be accused of immorality by a less-than-worldly onlooker.
The Masked One sees no specific need for a male-equivalent term. Men of poor moral fiber are called, well, men. [...]