April 18, 2005

What happens in Montvegas--

--stays in Montvegas.

Well, not really. Otherwise I'd have nothing to talk about!

A nice weekend, mostly. We did have to return home Saturday, though, and that meant coming home to a houseful of children who had been entrusted to the care of their grandparents for a day and a half. Our children, being that they lead a repressed life under the thumb of their autocratic father who stands ready to castigate them for even the slightest transgressions, when loosed from those strictures often take on the personalities of sailors on shore leave after a year at sea. Especially when in the presence of doting grandparents, who seem to think themselves powerless to call them to task.

SO, it was that Miss Reba and I returned Saturday afternoon after the entire lot of them had been to Vulcan Park. Yes, it is still standing.

Grandmom and Granddad were beside themselves with fatigue. The children were tired as well, but only tired in the sense of a momentary plateau in their voltage level. After a brief recharge, they would have been ready to let loose again. However, the SPs arrived in the form of Mom and Dad, and order was restored. At least on the surface.

Anyway, the longer version of events will be up in a bit--actually, not too much to tell, since Friday and Saturday were spent doing nothing productive.

OH, and the deal with being banned in Montgomery? Well, as Reba toiled away in class Saturday, I drove over to the E.L. Lowder branch of the Montomery Library System on Bell Road, and after a few minutes of surfing to check my mail and the news, I thought I would head over here and click around and see what folks on the blogroll were up to. IMAGINE MY SURPRISE when I entered the address and this message popped up on the screen--

The Montgomery City-County Public Library in compliance with the Children’s Internet Protection Act (CIPA), Pub.L.106-554 has chosen to limit viewing of this site (http://possumblog.mu.nu/), due to the rating of its content (digital music,entertainment).

WICKED, WICKED Possumblog!

Such pride I don't think I've ever felt about any other endeavor I have undertaken!

Now, some of you might wonder where the digital music is--I imagine it's kept in the same place as the entertainment. When I find it, I'll let you know.

Anyway, back in a bit with more.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2005 08:36 AM
Comments

I think Chet is setting up a disco in the back shed.

Posted by: Sarah G. at April 18, 2005 09:30 AM

Wow. I am sooooooooo impressed. And jealous.

Unless..... ooooooh!! Does this wickedness perhaps extend to the entire Axis of Weevil? I may have to change my name to The Grouchy Old Wicked Yorkie Lady.

Posted by: Grouchy Old Yorkie Lady at April 18, 2005 09:33 AM

Chet better not be setting up a disco. He'll break a hip.

And of course, GOWYL, there's apparently enough wickedness to go around for EVERYone! No need to be jealous. Because that's not nice, you know.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2005 09:39 AM

Wouldn't have anything to do with the naked / female / golfers, would it?

Posted by: skinnydan at April 18, 2005 09:41 AM

Maybe if they were also trying to illegally download MP3s. That's some busy women right there.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2005 09:46 AM

The digital music must be that fugitive bluegrass hillbilly band that is secretly recording in the basement of the secret AoW lair/bunker.

Did you holler "TREES" when you found yourself barred from the home of Possumy goodness?
[Did you get the same message from the old digs too?]

Posted by: MarcV at April 18, 2005 10:56 AM

Shhhhh! That's a secret!

You know, after I got that message, it didn't even occur to me to look at the old Blogspot site. I just went and read a book.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2005 11:09 AM

Libraries still have books?

Posted by: skinnydan at April 18, 2005 11:27 AM

YES! I was as surprised as you are!

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at April 18, 2005 11:49 AM