🚀 go-pugleaf

As predicted, the arrival of the Irish Goddess, as well as the otherwise
unexpected pleasure of finding DFOSS in the mail, and this necessitates
the passage back.  I hope GR4302 won't mind if I sing a day early.
"Satellite Sally/ How I wish you were mine/ You fly through the heavens/
Keep the world on time...."  Outside, the raen [sic] has arrived, which
means that the Fall has arisen.  No longer may one sleep late, unless
so predisposed and well situated.


Thank you to LIBALP for the four cheers, though I'm not at all certain
as to what to do with them.  I had thought about responding with similar
accolades, but others here already accuse this group of being too self-
admiring, and I'd hate to have to provoke C09615TI into spelling again.
I would still like to know who LIBCIRC is, though; seemed rather nice.

So, has mbm found this delightful neck of the woods, or has he kept
himself deliriously in the dark?  In respectful response: WORDS-L is
a mistake often made by those first exploring the bounties of the
LISTSERVs, a bog of self-reference which makes SBRHYM-L look admirable.

DFOSS: Why have you died?  It can't have been excessive radiation,
as it's my understanding that cockroaches have a stronger threshold
for such things.  Please, let me know if there is anything that can
be done to assist you in your posthumous journeys.


And, H760, I'm as loathsome to you as you could hope; fnir vg sbe Z.


Juniper Sage.