So there I was (a rat formerly known as "splinter") at my ease with my nightly   
   750 of Old Pulteny warming by the fire, and in my endless browsing of the   
   so-called "web" I encounter a series of so-called "tweets"  by one Clay Shirky   
   (as in OUR Clay Shirky)   
   , masterfully cutting the nads off Der Trampf. It warmed to cockles of my   
   heart (which my doc has told me to avoid, being as cockles are shellfish and   
   don't belong in one's heart).   
      
   I've broken bread with that very same man (but, no worries, we fixed it), as   
   have a few of y'all on the same occasion down in Brooklyn town.   
      
   And with whom (I asked my Old Pulteny) should I share this feeling of joy and   
   comradeship?   
      
   Why, with AFU, of course.   
      
   A hearty HI-HO! from the wilds of Connecticut to all. My last touch was lunch   
   with Charles Dimmick, and that was great fun. Another day, another HI-HO!   
      
   (And turn on your fixed pitch font for the infamous sig.)   
      
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    \. ./   
    -=.=-   
      "   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)