Some of you may already know me from my site Kenders' Musings.
I just gave R'Cat a set of keys to my joint, and she was kind enough to reciprocate. Really though, if any of you out there know what a Kender truly is then you may be surprised to find that I haven't "found" my way into several sites already.
Actually I did "find" my way onto a site recently, and it was a good thing I did too. Whoever owned it really didn't care much about it, otherwise they would have had a much better lock on the thing. Actually I tried to save the day over there, (and I would tell you where this site is but I don't like to brag)...where was I? Did you see this neat coin I found? It has the head of some old dead ruler on it and someone said it came from someplace called the roamin umpire....I bet I would have liked them.....I like to roam too....what?
Oh yeah...like I was saying, I tried to save the day over at that other site by putting up something more sensible, (would you believe they had a bunch of stuff that could have come right off of the democratic underground?)...I went way underground once, in this old abandoned mine, and I found an old square nail halfway into the wood that was against the wall and it had a bit of rust on it that looked just like my old Uncle so I yanked it out and everyone got mad at me because teh wood fell and the whole place got dusty when the ceiling started to crumble....you know what? I bet that ceiling was gonna start crumbling anyway, because my friend Ogre was jumping up and down because he was out of Blueberry Beer. I don't see how one little.....what?
Oh yeah...ok, that site had some silly stuff on it but I wrote something about how the country supports our troops and then someone came back and took all of it down, (it took 'em a few days to realize that some of their links had been changed..I learned how to do that from a gnome I used to know. H eknows some magic called hetmul and tried to teach it to me but everything I did just looked like it had set out in the sun too long and was kinda faded.....WHAT?
OKOKOK....dang, you didn't have to yell about it, I was gonna finish the story, but sometimes there are things ya gotta know ya know? So they took away what I wrote and put a better lock on it and now it doesn't matter because I think that they moved away to someplace called Washduc and a lot of peole that they thought would move with 'em ended up not goin because my friend maryhunter said he went to Washduc and hardly anyone was there with those nice folks that had the site I *found* my way into that one time.
OK...I gotta go...someone says the whole sky is orange because there is a big fire over here about 5 miles away. Next time I will tell you the absolutely true story of when I lit my head on fire with jellied petrol.
