This is me, the real Pilsner. I'm back home from eastern Canada, and I didn't know that Sybil had opened an account here and was posting things under the name of "Blystone." She's kind of my protege and she's a good lady, but all she's supposed to do is stop by my place once or twice a week when I'm away to check the mail and look in to see that there's nothing wrong in the old trap.
What I'll say in her favor is that she's a cute blonde who drives a Corvette... what's
not to like?
I've told her about my past difficulties as a moderator on Rob's board, and since she's kind of protective of me, she took it too personally. I'll have to give her a talking-to, and maybe a spanking (no, wait, she wouldn't regard that as punishment!).
We both follow Threestooges.net, since I had a hand in constructing the site as it now is (Rob, you won't deny that, I hope), and there are no hard feelings over here. Too much time has passed, for one thing. My disagreement with Rob over banning some idiot was basically a minor one, and yeah, Jim and I made a really good moderating team. Those were great times!
I just can't devote any more time to non-paying gigs, that's all. What
else has changed? The economy, that's what!
The new Pilsner's Picks page is updated exactly once a month, and that's as much as I can manage.
So as Moe said to Curly, "Let's bury the hatchet."
[Curly cringes and covers his head].