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Originally Posted by montsnmags
Ricky, if ever you catch me calling you "Crazy Cat Lady", please know that it is with a great deal of affection, and also sense of irony at the Rant you've just relayed.
I think I love you. I'd offer you my left foot in marriage, but I believe we are already married after we both managed to post the "Ninja Squirrel" photo near-simultaneously. I also am currently married to Queen Zee (she has my right foot), though we're currently undergoing marriage counseling to reconcile our irreconcilable differences over the spelling of "Jebus" (and whether he is sweet in his infantile form on a crispy wafer of baked dough). Mindy and I are also betrothed (left patella) having cemented our engagement with an exchange of Ood. I probably should mention that to her...
("Look, I know I don't play on your team, but, see, we're engaged now. I'm sorry, Mindy, but there's nothing I can do about it, unless Pshrynk starts to offer counseling pro bono...he he he, "bono"").
Yours is a wonderfully, delicious rant, so awe-inspiring that, unlike the miniscule irritations that vent from my spleen, one can only hope that in some way it is eventually resolved to your overwhelming satisfaction.
Cheers,
Marc
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All of my best friends call me crazy ... with lots of affection. I don't see the need to correct them ... mostly because they are right. So, feel free. I am not easily offended. In fact it's very difficult to offend me ... about the only thing that really pisses me off is when someone calls me a liar. Then I go completely apeshit.
After the developer's attorney asked me about my kingly lineage, he very quickly added (in his best Southern drawly attorney voice) "Are you being COMPLETELY TRUTHFUL with us??"
I said yes, then went home and prepared a forty or so page PDF document containing the Lewis family tree (going from my mother back to a certain Elizabeth Warner in the 1600s ... and from her back to her mother, Mildred Reade Warner, and through Mildred's daddy, George Reade ... and on back to Eddie III, Willie the Conquerer ....) complete with annotations and articles (including one from the London Times dated 1957).
I also gave the SOB a complete set of articles on my Uncle "Rosie" who was knighted by the current Queen. Yep, I had an uncle who was a KBE (Vice Admiral (Sir) Levering Smith -- one of the greatest scientists and engineers this country has ever seen). So, let him stick that in his pipe and then stick his pipe up his arse.
It's ok if you love me. Lots of people do ... in cyberspace. It's when they meet me in real life that they give it second thoughts. As one man I met for a blind date put it "You are simply not pretty enough to pull off being that smart."
Got it. Smart is ok if you are Hedy Lamarr, but not if you are Zelda Gilroy. (For those of you too young to get either of those references, please feel free to Google away ... I'll wait.)
Oh my ... I'm ranting again. Lordy but this feels GOOD!!
