Over in the world of Facebook... billions of friends now know this thing exists. It's not "if", but "did" built, they will come... maybe.
The compulsion to crusade just keeps rearing its ugly head in my genetic code and, should it appear this medium has any legs, will start venting here soon. I am suddenly encouraged to get the ultrasonic cleaner out and return the poison drawing pen to serviceable mode. Cartoons to the Editor have been fun in the past, but this way I can avoid the H-L dictating just how inappropriate I can get. That's it. More later.
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