Darth's right, you know!
Poster necromancy!
What are you doing here alive?
I've said too much already!
No joke, my house took a direct hit by lightning a few months back, removing the entire 21st Century, and a lot of the 20th, from it. I was on my deck at the time, and hit the ground like a bag of shite, even though I scoff at the risk of terrorist attack in rural Australia.
This actually made my household like a lot of the other ones in my part of Northern NSW, and for a while I enjoyed being a neo-Luddite. I started another band, wrote a bunch of crap (on paper!), started growing vegetables, and took up amateur ornithology.
But I've just gotten bored with it all, and, luckily, my insurance cheque just came yesterday, so I'll be in the web again.
Also, they got this weird filter thing at my workplace. A colleague of mine is a breast cancer educator, and she gets strange questions from IT whenever she does research. For the same reasons, trying to read most threads on PD from work is impossible.
Sorry Keeper, but you asked.
