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[[Image:Exekias Dionysos Staatliche Antikensammlungen 2044.jpg|thumb|right|As close to artistic perfection as it gets: [[Exekias]]' Dyonysos Kylix. Click it and enjoy! (wish they hadn't used the flash though.)]] |
[[Image:Exekias Dionysos Staatliche Antikensammlungen 2044.jpg|thumb|right|As close to artistic perfection as it gets: [[Exekias]]' Dyonysos Kylix. Click it and enjoy! (wish they hadn't used the flash though.)]] |
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==Who goes there?== |
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== this is uncalled for == |
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I can't help it. It always puts me on edge when it's dark and someone knocks on my cyberdoor. Reading virtual identities is a tricky affair under the best of circumstances but out here in the dim recesses of the net? I think you know what I mean. Now where the hell did I put those damn glasses? |
I can't help it. It always puts me on edge when it's dark and someone knocks on my cyberdoor. Reading virtual identities is a tricky affair under the best of circumstances but out here in the dim recesses of the net? I think you know what I mean. Now where the hell did I put those damn glasses? |
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As [[Willie Nelson]] once said: "The cyberlife ain't no good life... but it's my life." Or something to that effect. |
As [[Willie Nelson]] once said: "The cyberlife ain't no good life... but it's my life." Or something to that effect. |
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==Mortal's chiefest enemy== |
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never take this info |
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Standing on the ramparts of my crenelated firewall, I look out onto a dark virtual night of dancing [[Internet_sock_puppet|meat puppets]], hungry [[Troll (Internet)|trolls]] drooling over [[flamebait]], lurking, shadowy [[identity thieves]], ever thankful that these trusty walls are hardened & high, this moat deep & wide, infested with rolling crocodiles. Below me, at the gate, the guards [[Fisking|fisk]] a stranger seeking asylum. On the distant horizon, the pyrotechnic [[flamewars]] rage. I don't have to tell you: it's a crazy, dangerous world out there. |
Standing on the ramparts of my crenelated firewall, I look out onto a dark virtual night of dancing [[Internet_sock_puppet|meat puppets]], hungry [[Troll (Internet)|trolls]] drooling over [[flamebait]], lurking, shadowy [[identity thieves]], ever thankful that these trusty walls are hardened & high, this moat deep & wide, infested with rolling crocodiles. Below me, at the gate, the guards [[Fisking|fisk]] a stranger seeking asylum. On the distant horizon, the pyrotechnic [[flamewars]] rage. I don't have to tell you: it's a crazy, dangerous world out there. |
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Revision as of 04:39, 6 May 2008
Who goes there?I can't help it. It always puts me on edge when it's dark and someone knocks on my cyberdoor. Reading virtual identities is a tricky affair under the best of circumstances but out here in the dim recesses of the net? I think you know what I mean. Now where the hell did I put those damn glasses? I am a chrysalid stage denizen of the Wikiworld and was biologically predestined to arrive here via an apparent free will. Call me crazy. I ask only a little patience as I adapt slowly & steadily in the new environment. Please feel free to offer any worthy ideas that may aid in this endeavor or that relate to any of my edits/additions. As Willie Nelson once said: "The cyberlife ain't no good life... but it's my life." Or something to that effect. Mortal's chiefest enemyStanding on the ramparts of my crenelated firewall, I look out onto a dark virtual night of dancing meat puppets, hungry trolls drooling over flamebait, lurking, shadowy identity thieves, ever thankful that these trusty walls are hardened & high, this moat deep & wide, infested with rolling crocodiles. Below me, at the gate, the guards fisk a stranger seeking asylum. On the distant horizon, the pyrotechnic flamewars rage. I don't have to tell you: it's a crazy, dangerous world out there.
But lo. Off to the west. That fabled land, oasis in the desert, the Republic of Wikipedia! Where night and day wordsmiths labor, seeking out knowledge from it's hidden sources and transforming it into pages open and free to the people. Food for thought
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Wanted: a few good editorsI am currently spending most of my alloted wiki-time over at the English Wikisource and need some volunteers to do proofreading on any or all of the following books:
Any help you might give in this area would be greatly appreciated. Rabbit holes
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