Aimée, no, she's purely an internut. She managed all of this online without benefit of ever having actually met the people in question.

Do I get a prize with that? Or maybe a scepter?

I would say maybe a pimp hat, except you already have one. Unless pimp hats are like tiaras, and one can never have too many?

Though I have to say that she who may not be mentioned (but got booted from TT and now runs a world she feels more perfect) is in the running.

I think that the chickie who got all "your mother" on you over at scans_daily is a sockpuppet for the world-more-perfect whackjob.

I would not use the word annoying for SWMNBN, though -- something stronger for sure.

Unsurprisingly, I am with Jesse. David Ehrenstein and this Jacquie Mussie Tussie Posie are annoying,but SWWNBN is like a sucessful and less loopy Z*o F*nch.

Also, lib, did you hear that the Fly By Night Club is closing? So sad.

I'm almost tempted to have some Spam on the September 8th in honor of their passing. Almost. sigh...

Fruit storage question: fridge or counter? How do supermarkets avoid fruit flies?

Apples and oranges can stay on the counter all summer. Peaches, plums and nectarines until they start to ripen--then they go in the fridge. Bananas always on the counter but I buy them much less in the summer and they don't last more than two or three days. Blueberries and strawberries all fridge, all the time.

We managed to avoid fruit flies *most* of the time, but not all.

I'm trying to not hate the JMPP person because she doesn't deserve to bask in the glow of my white, hot hatred. Nor even the faint warmth of my indifference.

My sister's cellphone has lost signal. We were dishing! This isn't tenable.

I hate it when that happens. My sister calls me on her way to work most mornings and she has a dead spot on her route so we always have to finish the calls before then.

This is like a Greatest Hits of TT Craxxy! O the nostalgia.

(Folk newer than early 2001, this has got to be so confusing to you all.)

(Folk older than early 2001, OMG we are OLD.)

I hate it when that happens

I gave up redialling and just sent her a text message. Hopefully she handles it responsibly, since she's driving and all.

OMG we are OLD

Yes, but very kindly to let all these kids on our lawn.

This is like a Greatest Hits of TT Craxxy! O the nostalgia.

I was just lurking then so I kinda sorta understand some of it.

I just linked an English major friend of mine to Chaucer's blog. She replied, thusly:

Someone has Waye, waye too manye houres on theere handes.

Buffista spirit baby, methinks.

(Folk older than early 2001, OMG we are OLD.)

So old it took me a while to remember exactly who the hell we were talking about. Unfortunately, I did remember.

(Folk newer than early 2001, this has got to be so confusing to you all.)

Yep, pretty much.