thank you, but it wasn't necessary.
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thank you, but it wasn't necessary.
Welcome, but it was someone else.
ditto :)
it was for :hat:
oh my mistake, I thought it was for :biggrinjester:
Hmm, i think......
gone with the wind?
....back with a vengeance
Vengeance has a way of rebounding upon oneself.
Sorry about that, it's very treatable nowadays though.
if you only knew
what did you say?
I knew it.
you always do...
You know, your online behavior used to bother me. But recently I visited my old friend Mike who is a professor of art living in the pine barrens of New Jersey. Using the two old printing presses that fill much of the floorspace in his basement, he plies archaic crafts, producing quasi-medieval manuscripts and poetry books illustrated with woodcut prints. There are a couple of computers on a work table on the downhill side of the house where the windows are, from which he daily prints out the next page of type to be set. Before retiring he leaves the basement door open for a creature of the night, a homeless friend named Scott who is somewhere on the shallow end of the autism scale and meticulous by nature. Scott enters while the family above neddy in their snuggeries (D.T. — Under Milk Wood), takes the page from the printer, goes to the rows of wooden cases resting on a rank of slanted drafting tables against the long wall, and begins assembling the page of type in a shallow, adjustable metal box, following Mike's layout precisely. When he is done, he moves to the computer, sits down, and serially invades several online communities. Now Scott is a sweet, well-meaning man, but no one spends a solid hour in Scott's company without imagining a sock shoved down his throat. He just doesn't pick up those emotional cues, like the ones fairly screaming "Shut the f--k up!" On the last night of my visit, Mike and I entered the basement rather late to find Scott cackling inanely at the computer as he sent off a sally in which yet another of his correspondents was informed of the moral and temperamental qualities he shares with Hitler. Then I understood: "Oh, that's who is on the other keyboard! It's not really his fault I guess." And this is why I now face your mindless, prolific, borderline illiterate, trollish contributions to this forum with equanimity.