The thing about kicking habits, umm mebbe to 'Prove' yer not Rilly addicted -!?- is that...
Some habits are almost as much fun as three lines of Bolivian Blue Flake, while sippin on a Black Russian. :-)

'Course the problem with 'absence makes the heart..' is the flip side o'that:
{Whew} 'sabout time that sucker freed up some space! ;^>

Thanks for kind words, all.
There being precious-few concentrations of that old-time sanity about - and no remotest equivalent to the LRPD -- I guess I'm in for the Duration.

Even if we must all sorta just stand around watchin the Titanic head for that Speed Record to NY - without even buyin a pair of binoculars for the Crow's Nest Lookout
[Sadly: Quite True, I hear. Some pa$$engers had those, though..]




Oh and.. while I'll be missing the Bash yet again.. :-/
(Not a single acquaintance offered me the Lear or Gulfstream this year, either)
I see that the er, Host-machine-monster shall be celebrating anyway:
Five Years of a Doze 98SE-lite bitchin clean install, surviving without a reload, on

July 3, 2006

However.. and following e-Machine's imminent retirement party, its immersion in cheap champagne while under power - before its dismantling and return to the Earth whence it came:

the new Hostess may well be running [1]Puppy Linux\ufffd, on a notebook freshly cleansed of its XP-virusOS: I shall enjoy issuing my first-ever rm -r hdaYuck-partition, as that putrid scab on the asshole of effete consumerdom is rendered into bit-blivion. <Die Ugly Wraith!>
(I shall cherish that moment..)


Some of us are amused by the simplest things -

Ashton