…but decorum, and my mother pulling on my ear prevents me from employing the richness of the English language to insult a person, who for whatever reason has the mental capacity of a medieval skin disease combined with the decorum of a piss boy in the court of Alfred the Great, in a way to fully express my bemusement with someone so afraid of the arguments of a wife and mother in New York that they feel the need to suppress sentiments that they can’t contest with any literary or rhetorical skill due to arguments as inadequate as a eunuch in a love scene.
So instead I’ll just link to her backup site and latest post.



Thanks, Da TechGuy. Poor Jeremy’s been working on it all day. He consulted with a security expert and said by the time he’s finished the site should be virtually hack proof. We can’t let the bad guys win. No way.