The image above isn't me, it's Ripley...who lived to the ripe age of 14. She was my never-ending source of amusement, worrier of cats, and devourer of all things potentially edible.
When she was 4 she actually managed to consume more than a pound of rat poison and survived to chase things another day.
The good folks at the vet called her "that dog!"
From my nic you might have ascertained that I am a 'dog person'...for more exacting detail on my namespace, checkout Re: Name Space
Think you talk too much?...check out cbstats
Monks I have consumed beer (or some sort of beverage) with
As Seen In the Chatterbox
LostS Thats it... PHP can bite me... the freaking users need to use Perl
Intrepid is going to leave now, to finish this exasperating, intense email reconfiguration ... hours from now I'll either be done, or dead.
phydeauxarff begins writing Intrepid's obituary just in case
ybiC Just then God showed up and said, 'Silly Intrepid. Tonight you die. And your serverfull of email - who gets it?' "That's what happens when you fill your server with Self and not with God."
thezip: Some incompetant people are threatened by sharp people
Trizor: I've come to learn that
tye points a sharp person at thezip's chest, menacingly
thezip is not threatened (but suddenly realizes that he cannot win this syllogistic argument)