My cat is a she and she's far too much of a lady to come after me like that. Yes, she's a holy terror, but she's my holy terror.
Leave it to this guy to not follow instructions and use my fancy new comment box. Yes, a big part of me putting it there was to limit the area that people passing by could leave half-drunk cups of cold coffee, chewed pens, and their morning bagel remnants. But I also wanted to let my Phantom Noter know exactly what I think of him and his comments the moment he puts one inside the box.
You'd think figuring out his identity would be easy considering his complete lack of literacy, but then that covers so many people I work with.
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