Trouble in blog land
I’m having some problems with this blog. For one thing, my “blogroll” is no longer visible. Even more vexing is that my browser locks up everytime I try to add any content (which it’s going to do as soon as I save this post). Our “Instructional Technology Coordinator” is figuring out what’s causing the problems. I’d be interested to hear if anyone else is having troubles. Well here goes … I’ll see you after I reboot!
Update (8 November 2006): For those who don’t know John, (see comment) I am posting a photo from 2005 showing John fighting with Christine over a can of Mandarin oranges. As I recall, John lost this fight. He will deny this of course, but I know what I saw.
Another Update: apparently I have to learn a new way of posting photographs.
Update 11 November - I can now load photographs. Believe me John, this photo is the least damaging one I have to show.
John and Christine “sharing” a can of oranges (photo by Ross Smith, 2005 Aniakchak field season).
Brian! You have a blog? What a strange world!
Well, I know what I’m doing on my Saturday nights now.
No. You know what? I have never lost a fight - not to Christine, not to anyone. I’m sure the photograph (if it even exists) will show that.
Further evidence? Christine got scurvy on that trip, and I stayed healthy as a horse (as usual). So who was getting more oranges?
Oh, you are so lucky that my blog is not working right now. I have massive photographic evidence of your defeat to that wily Christine. Not only did she out-muscle you, she out-strategized you. Then she laughed and then you cried. That’s the way I remember it. And believe me, the mercury spill in our lab had no negative effect on my memory! Now where are my slippers? I’m going out for a walk.
http://www.supermanhomepage.com/images/comedy/oldsupes-farside-tb.html
Well, I do appear to be sweating pretty heavily in that picture. But I think that’s just from the effort of digesting another meal of noodles.
John — just read that post. Good choice to back down. I too remember a crushing loss for you in this particular matchup.
Back down? Back down? I don’t even know how to spell “back down!” I’ve never backed down from anything in my life! Hell, the reverse gear on my car is entirely untouched!
I didn’t back down here, nor did I back down from that fight - one of many fights, all with the same outcome: an undeniable win for me.
That’s why I left the dinner table practically bursting with canned oranges, and Christine left with a black eye and fork marks all over her arms.
“Back down.” Honestly…
John you really should back down. I remember this quite vividly and the forks were in your arms and you had the black eye. Get your story straight. Jeez . . .