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Spoke too soon. WordPress.com is having its traditional Friday fits.

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  3. I’m thinking it has something to do with Mercury in retrograde. So, since I can comment at will but not post, I’ve laid in the pitchers of Negronis and am prepared to cruise the blogosphere like a hungry cougar…

  4. Been meaning to tell you, the new Admin bar doesn’t seem to play nicely with your lovely theme, at least in FF. FWIW, I don’t think it has to do with planetary alignment, probably global warming. ;)

  5. sulz told me two weeks ago there was a fix for that, but I’ve simply been too lazy/busy to do it.

    But blame Mercury. I mean, what’s Mercury ever going to do in terms of payback?

  6. OutRageous !!

    ScHocking !!!

    We Right-footers represent the Majority and therefore should have ALL the Power

    Left footers should NOT have the Vote …. and in the UK, they did not have the Vote until 1829, following the ourRageous example of Upper & Lower Canada

    and just look at the Consequences

    Prime Minister SAURON THE BROWN canNOT understand SUCH MASSIVE Rejection by those UNGRATEFUL Crewe&Nantwich CLODS

    … errr …. I think Sauron the Brown meant to say “Hard-Working Class C1 Family Men”, worried about how to pay all their bills, now taxes have gone up to pay for MP’s inflated expenses

    DOOMED

    WE’RE ALL DOOMED

    So many greedy Labour MPs are suffering sleepless nights worrying about losing their seats and having to soon remove their Snouts from the Trough

    VOTE QUIMBY

    G E

  7. At last, the rabidly rapacious right is DOOMED! At last the honest common man is about to take his long denied rightful place in the world. It is a well known fact that a Tory with a lust for power and a snout has need of parliamentary trough.

    I blame the excess of right feet in the Western Settlements of the Dominion.

  12. Some things never change. The staff are rarely ever seen answering forum questions even though there are several more of them now. Friday rolls around and there’s upgrading breakage. It’s the same old – same old. …lol :)

  16. You must’ve pissed someone off in the forums (someone high up) :P But you’re such a diva that you say absolutely nothing, and get 15 comments. I’m not jealous or anything…

  19. Your Grace

    The BBC News Science Section tells us that Beaver are being re-introduced into Scotland

    Do we detect Gary’s benign influence in this ?

    … or if it lays eggs, we will know that AerChie’s power reaches even further than the Northern boundary of the Roman Empire

    Yr obedient servant etc

    G E

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  32. I think, actually, I shall buy myself a cider. Deltafoxtrot very nicely sent five bucks since he lost a bet with me, and that will get me a pint of strongbow down at the Heather, which is the only restaurant with stairs that trusts me on rollerblades.

    I think whatever it was that was going wrong is fixed now, because the Write page no longer freezes the computer. She says for the third time, “I’ll try to get something up tonight.” Wish me luck!

  33. “I’ll try to get something up tonight.”

    Either you’re misusing a line more suited to at least four people on this thread, or you’re making a sad commentary on you own attractiveness.

  34. It must be the latter; I am sadly lacking in mojo lately. Witness: instead of rollerblading, I’m staying in and doing laundry. When did I become my parents?

  36. Argh! I’m going to go wash dishes in a huff now…

    NO! NO I AM NOT GOING TO DO THAT!!!! I AM NOT EVER GOING TO DO THAT!!!!

    Sweet Jesus, it happens fast, eh?

  37. What is worse is when you discover that you have gone post the “I’ve turned into my parents” stage and realise you are turning into your grandparents! I told one of my grandchildren “Children should be seen and not heard!” the other day. Help!

  40. Regarding morphing into parenthood, my Dad genes kicked in after I found my 16 year old daughter “talking” with her 18 year old boyfriend behind the garage. I had a nice chat with him while as he was leaving:
    “Donald, how old are you?
    “18.”
    “Do you know the difference between 18 and 16?”
    “Two years?”
    “Wrong. Nine-to-Five. Do you know what happens to child molesters in prison?”

    And so on. Spooked him a good one. Then I tossed him a big-ass grin and returned to my blogging and beer.

  41. See, this is why I don’t have children. Nothing to worry about that way! Also: nobody to nurse grudges and put me in a home when I’m old and feeble. Like next year.

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