I’m online! But no thanks to Telus. My home internet is still inaccessible for the foreseeable future (Telus says the issue will be resolved by tomorrow morning but, hey, they say a lot of things – like, for instance, that the issue would be resolved by the the day before yesterday, or that the issue would be resolved by yesterday morning), so I’m blogging from work – instead of reading Paul and Carl’s outlines. Oh, and you’ll be pleased to hear I did get around to finishing MY outline which is no doubt sitting, ignored, on Paul and Carl’s desks as well. We’ll read them all tonight and then reconvene tomorrow to belittle each other’s ideas. There’s also a rumor that we’ll be coming back into the office the week of December 14th to break more stories. Of course this is just a rumor I read over on the Solutions forum so I’m not sure if it’s official. Just in case though, I think I’ll show.
So, hey, I’ve decided to adopt a new approach to offensive comments. Understand that by offensive comments, I refer not to negative opinions but insulting, disrespectful, or generally inflammatory posts. Rather than delete them, I will approve them, but only after I’ve edited out the offensive portions. Here are two recent examples I dug out of the trash bin. As you can see, with a little tweak here and there, they can still get their message across without being obnoxious…
alex writes: “[…] actors […] energy.”
Answer: That they do, Alex! Not only energy, but exceptional talent and a terrific work ethic. We’re lucky to have ’em.
gigi writes: “[…] your ”talented” […], mallozzi. […] wonderful […] scripts.”
Answer: Shucks, thank you, gigi. It’s comments like yours that make it all worthwhile.
A minor doggy emergency the other night. While jumping off the couch to tell off the horse on t.v., Bubba did something to his left hind leg. It simply collapsed beneath him, suddenly incapable of supporting his weight. The poor little guy was so freaked out he crapped on the spot. I scooped him up and was on my way to late-night emergency when feeling magically returned to his injured limb. The vet checked him out and he seems to be fine now, although his stair-climbing ability seems to be compromised. And rather than barking at ’em, he’s taken to letting those t.v. horses off with a stern look instead.