Google cache does such ugly things to a page, I've retrieved the document critiqued upthread from the invisible depths of the back of the sofa, if only to satisfy my sense of æsthetics. People can judge for themselves if they're so inclined.
Why not take the opportunity to
vote if you decide to visit? 'Tis the season.
Set in good real estate amongst the tumbleweeds and blog posts is a Library, or what's left of it after a less than elegant cull towards the end of that brief dark age. Along with Post of the Day, it remains as a memorial to the departed.
It's not easy for me to be at Yacf – anybody diving into dusty archives should be able to fathom why – but that hasn't stopped me from experiencing a wave of attraction every now and then. There's a quickie explanation
here, embedded in a typically jokey format, but there's far more to it than that. It's too complicated to go into on this thread, and besides, I think those who want to understand, will.
You can hold me to this pledge: no more "flamboyant" (awww, that's just my way of saying howdy) delurkings – though I never really did much 'lurking' over the years. It paints the image of a Peeping Tom spending long hours in sweaty appraisal of his quarry.
And no more stories about the past.
Some of your posts have brought good cheer – thank you.
Now may I please post my picture of a toaster with wheels popping up?
