Hey guy, decaf next
I bet you think this song is about you
Ease up, you're going to strain a muscle or something.
I'd still like to know who took it upon themselves to "excerpt" that silly little entry, with important context links (namely, this one) stripped, when I made a point not to send a ping. I always thought those silly licenses people attach to their weblogs were bogus and unnecessary, but if people are going to be dumbasses I can see the reasons, at least from a CYA point-of-view.
edit: Why operating a keyboard after a night of drinking is usually a bad idea. If you've got anything to say about this, post it as a comment here, and leave poor Sam and his readers out of it.
edit: apparently it's an automated referrer-chasing script. That restores my faith in humanity a bit -- it's good to know that no live human was involved in that appalling bit of context-free quoting. Excuse the "license" bit above as the rantings of someone operating under the influence of too little sleep and too much JT.
JT -- no hard feelings. Peace.
FORTUNE REMEMBERS THE GREAT MOTHERS: #6
“Johnny, if you fall and break your leg, don’t come running to me!”
— Mrs. Emily Barstow, June 16, 1954