How is your Lit life going?

Mine's bout same as always.

do you hope for an egirl or an eboy?
 
It's going okay. It's always fun meeting and chatting with new people.
 
The boards are the same. You have changed.

Only half true. I have changed.

The boards have also changed. There are new people, though not as many as I would expect. Many older people have left, and those that have stayed have changed as well. The boards are people. People change. The boards have changed.

Though actually, I think that my issue, if it is an issue, is that they haven't changed enough. This is a fairly unfriendly place for newbies. Eventually people are going to leave. If they leave faster than new people come in, the place stagnates. But, hey, I've hardly poked around. I could be completely wrong.
 
Only half true. I have changed.

The boards have also changed. There are new people, though not as many as I would expect. Many older people have left, and those that have stayed have changed as well. The boards are people. People change. The boards have changed.

Though actually, I think that my issue, if it is an issue, is that they haven't changed enough. This is a fairly unfriendly place for newbies. Eventually people are going to leave. If they leave faster than new people come in, the place stagnates. But, hey, I've hardly poked around. I could be completely wrong.

It's hard to be wrong when you cover every conceivable possibility...

Busybody (et al) has not changed.
That's bankable.
 
It's hard to be wrong when you cover every conceivable possibility...

Busybody (et al) has not changed.
That's bankable.

I have a team working every contingency plan whenever I post. Many monkeys. Many type writers.

You are probably right about that. Though I've had him on ignore for almost a decade now, I can see that. He is our anchor. He is the high water mark of incoherence. The guiding star in an otherwise chaotic and unchanging world; that by which all other unhinged conclusions and misguided world views are judged. He is the wind beneath our wings.
 
I have a team working every contingency plan whenever I post. Many monkeys. Many type writers.

You are probably right about that. Though I've had him on ignore for almost a decade now, I can see that. He is our anchor. He is the high water mark of incoherence. The guiding star in an otherwise chaotic and unchanging world; that by which all other unhinged conclusions and misguided world views are judged. He is the wind beneath our wings.

...the wind in our bags.
 
Sporadic and satisfying. Like when I get a hankering for a bottle of Coke once or twice a year.
 
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