As my chum Bard Sinister points out, the comment feature is acting up again. It’ll time out after you click Post, and seemingly nothing happens. However, in actuality the tiny virtual hamsters that run this site are still running in their wheels, and the post gets updated with the new comment. So if you hit “Post” a second time, as I did earlier today, you get 2 posts for the price of one. Argh.

I’ll look into why that may be happening – might have been a temporary glitch. Also, due to a strange conversational convergence, comments were going up at the same time a full rebuild was happening.

It’s been a day and a half. As in “It’s been a hell of a day, and part of another hell of a day.”

Work: busy, yet strangely unproductive. In other words, typical Monday.
Workout: didn’t – forgot my crispy little black shorts.
Chiro: c-c-c-rrrrack! And massage too. I think it’s helping. Tonight I even got tips on how not to sit at the computer. And oh, looky, I was sitting all hunched and intent. Bad me. I’m supposed to set a timer now and remember to sit back.

Blogosphere: It’s a small world after all. 😉
Mindvirus: My gift to you.

And now I think I’d better see what’s going on over at Gus’s Whale-Killing Journal before I go to bed, because Bard tells me things are getting interesting. And yes, this is how I relax. And I could use some laughs.

Support our troops: You know, what a completely fatuous phrase. You see the signs and bumperstickers everywhere, but do those people actually DO anything supportive? Or should the phrase actually be “Don’t question authority!”
or “Shut up, it’s for your own good?”

It occured to me on my drive home that troops stationed in far-flung corners of the world are not just fighting for freedom and the American Way, but for the Emmy Fashion Police. How messed up is that?

Oops. Almost forgot. They’re also fighting for our right to screw around online writing bizarre collaborative fantasy-adventure stories, but that’s not as messed up as the concept of “fashion police.”