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Ms DinkyInky?, paging Ms DinkyInky- please pick up the white courtesy telephone...

She posted an update on Friday on her page about her brother's passing...

Thx, I hadn't know that page existed...

I have a blog.

I'm presently sick, and not wanting to share my NyQuil-induced insanity, in addition to the insanity presently inherent within, so I've been staying quiet.

Shneekey and the usual suspects(including an annoying, thrice-be-damned, Technicolor-haired switch wielding pixie) usually are pretty good at pulling my head out of the sand.

Other than that, I'm trying to post on the blog(will be more regular once my sniffles bugger off so I can get back on track with my 'fume reviews and reminiscing).

Sorry.

May all be well and soon for you and yours.

NyQuil can be fun!

With the utmost sincerity I posted a lacking in your absence.

When you can, rejoin- you've got a seat on the board.

Hey, DI:

I know too many dead friends, relatives, and sibs myself. It sucks. But we're all in the same liferaft.

As say we all, I miss your posts. Hope you'll rejoin us soon.

Meanwhile, may you find comfort and peace.

Typeminer wrote:Hey, DI:

I know too many dead friends, relatives, and sibs myself. It sucks. But we're all in the same liferaft.

As say we all, I miss your posts. Hope you'll rejoin us soon.

Meanwhile, may you find comfort and peace.

But I'm not in that raft duckie. I'm drowning in a sea of red tape.

I hate bureaucrats right now, darn bean counters too. Penny wise, pound foolish, and Mad, the whole lot of them.

(virtual red-tape cutting shears sent your way...)

DinkyInky wrote:I hate bureaucrats right now, darn bean counters too. Penny wise, pound foolish, and Mad, the whole lot of them.

So you're saying they are a bunch of dangerous clowns?

Just smile at them and see if it helps...


Florence Ambrose finds it tends to make people more cooperative.

"Dangerous clowns" is probably one of the more complimentary things they've been called....

DinkyInky wrote:

Typeminer wrote:Hey, DI:

I know too many dead friends, relatives, and sibs myself. It sucks. But we're all in the same liferaft.

As say we all, I miss your posts. Hope you'll rejoin us soon.

Meanwhile, may you find comfort and peace.

But I'm not in that raft duckie. I'm drowning in a sea of red tape.

I hate bureaucrats right now, darn bean counters too. Penny wise, pound foolish, and Mad, the whole lot of them.

I have the
1) Training
2) weapons
3) ammo and
4) land to bury the bodies

... when do I proceed?

Saaaarge.

We both know burial isn't a good way to get rid of evidence. Pig farms are incredibly useful in this regard.

Besides, depending on how much trouble they're causing, they might not deserve a burial.

GlytchMeister wrote:We both know burial isn't a good way to get rid of evidence. Pig farms are incredibly useful in this regard.

But not without risk.

If you start feeding "long pork" to the porkers, they'll get a taste for it, and will begin expecting you to provide it with every meal.

They will be horribly disappointed... heartbroken, in fact... every time you go out to the pen with nothing more than a big bucket of their usual diet of boiled grains and greens.

You would be committing gruel-tease to animals, and I'm sure you don't want that.

(Places a copy of Piers Anthony's SF novel "Omnivore" into the Pun Jar)

(we can always count on Mr. Dave...)

Sometimes life whacks you upside the head in the worst way.

Still grieving.

Still sick, slow recovery.

Still mad at bureaucrats.

Still dealing with red tape.

Still love you guys.

DinkyInky wrote:Still love you guys.

Likewise, dear lady. Take the time you need, and may steady healing always find its way to your door.

We'll be here.

Dave wrote:Take the time you need, and may steady healing always find its way to your door.

We'll be here.

At her door? We're supposed to be cheering, encouraging friends, not weird stalkers, you know!!!

lake_wrangler wrote:

Dave wrote:Take the time you need, and may steady healing always find its way to your door.

We'll be here.

At her door? We're supposed to be cheering, encouraging friends, not weird stalkers, you know!!!

That's her therapy material... she relives stress by smacking stalkers fourteen kinds of stupid then ejecting them from a moving vehicle... it's a different form of Zen...

Hardcore catharsis.