Damn, damn, and double damn. I had just spent the last half hour pennin' the perfect post where I entertained ya'll, thrilled ya with the perfection of my prose and yet chastised ya for not havin' sent a single ping my way for a couple of days as well as pondered why a great day of visitation came to a close like a Wall Street bell had rung at 5:00 p.m. and all blog readin' had come to a halt for the day. Alas, however, such post is no longer with us as the whole system came crashin' down like Wall Street in October of '29. That post jumped out the window and splatted on the electronic sidewalk of wherever the fork good stuff that gets lost when computers don't do what the fork they are supposed to do go. I am forkin' pissed 'bout it, but it is too forkin' late to redo all that, and, upon wakin' tomorrow, such thoughts will have long been relegated to the dust bins of my memory. Alas, it was a gorgeous post, and none of ya'll will ever see it or its ilk again. It was my masterpiece and the cyber dog ate it. End of report. ttffn™
Posted by notGeorge at March 10, 2004 12:58 AM | TrackBackI've had that happen a time or two as well. I think everybody has. Now I do everything in Notepad. Save early, save often - my recipe for sanity.
Posted by: Jim at March 10, 2004 09:50 AM