I turned off commenting on blogs yesterday just to let tempers cool off a little. I left the blogs on so people could have a say but there wouldn't be the sort of escalation that happened earlier. That didn't work perfectly, either.

I just want to applaud Jodie Anderson for her eminently sensible comments about the diversity of the BC and TG community. It's time somebody said it. I, for one, do not want to be hijacked into supporting positions being pushed by factional interests. I just want to enjoy the stories, the banter and the friendliness of most of the users.

Here I am, tail between my legs and asking for forgiveness.

Actually, that's not quite true. I'm here to apologise to Erin and to the others I pissed off through my comments on the restaurant thing.

Here it is in words that I hope cannot be misconstrued.

I agree the bouncer was out of order. I believe he acted in a bigoted and unprofessional manner and should be punished for that.

Well, I have been going to Doctor De Witt about both my lower left leg and my hernia resulting from my gastric bypass back in 2001.
I 2001, I let the doctor open me up and perform the operation that should have helped me to weight. It did for awhile, but I regained all my weight and then some.

No one has commented on the insanely cute picture of a kitty in a jack-o'lantern I decorated the hatbox donation side panel with. I can't understand that. Don't you guys know how hard it is to find a picture like that? A public domain one that I can just use without worrying about it?

I am nearing my one year anniversary of my first post here at Erin's wonderfully Big Closet. During this time I've been blessed by having a great group of ladies step forward and help me. Alas nothing stays the same and with Dreaded Real Life and other issues taking their toll I find myself looking for help once more.

Years ago, in my super masculine stage, I had a wonderful hill climbing motorcycle called an OSSA. It seemed that for every hour of run time, I had three hours of repairs to make.

That was until I got my own Cunny.

Gwenellen

I visit Zoe Brain's blog regularly, and she frequently produces posts that summarize issues well. She's done it again with her post on TS 101.

Go read it; go share it.

Somehow the facts need to get out, and this is a good start.

Nicole ( a.k.a. Itinerant)

Here's the note from Kim at Crystal's:

Tomorrow (Sunday, Oct 7) morning the servers will be going down at around 11:AM EDT. We'll try to have things up and operating normally as soon as possible. When they come up, the IP addresses will be different, so there might be a delay as the new DNS propagates.

- Kim

Okay, there have been recent events. Moving, being back in college, my brother being hit, my brother dying, losing my job, issues with three different writers' groups, having a major falling-out-misunderstanding with another group that I've decided to try to join, seasonal migraines, and even unexplained illness. All of this combined pretty much killed my inspiration for awhile. This month, things are going forward.

I have noticed that certain times I can't vote for a story I would like to.Tonight I was going to vote for Being Christina Chase but the voting button wouldn't fully display.I tried refreshing the page and it didn't work.Amy

I'm sittin' on the top of Kilimanjaro
All my heart is yearning
Like a candle burning in the night
Seasons keep on turning
Sometimes hard to keep up the fight
I will climb the ancient mountain
I will find the last flicker of the light

What a strange strange freedom
Only free to choose my chains
So hard not to weaken-
Just give up and walk away
I will climb the ancient mountain