Thanks to Camy, I now know the meaning of Lexicon. Nope...it's not a Toyota and it has nothing to do with some crook trying to pinch your Lexi. So, there ya go, ya learn something every day. Also, while I'm in a mood, Myr helped me with formatting The Inevitable Murder of Horace Fink on eFiction (to delete the dark blue background). He must be a genius, that bloke. Is he responsible for the programming on GA? The site is incredibly user friendly (even for fossils). BTW, due to overwhelming demand (yeah, right) I posted chapter 4 this morning.

http://www.gayauthors.org/eficiton/viewstory.php?sid=349

Speaking of geniuses, I spent some 18 months chatting via email to the Bulgarian Bombshell. I boasted that I did one those IQ thingies on the internet and scored 129 (next time I'll do it sober). So, the BB tried it and scored 145. Grrrr. And he was just 15 at the time! Double Grrrrr. Yes, a very smart lad who was recently offered a scholarship in California to study English Lit. He had a crush on me at one stage and I had to do some fancy Fred Astaire footwork to avoid his adolescent infatuation. Scary stuff! But, like all things, ashes to ashes, dust to dust...back to being 'Gary Who?'

Blogs are cool provided one has something to say (or the ability to dress up nonsense to resemble something intelligent). I have no diplomas, no medals, no awards, no nuttin'. I left school at 14. Whatever knowledge/skill I might have I've plag...uh...gleaned from doing it the hard way. I figure if one learns from one's mistakes then go make a whole bunch of the damn things. One morning, the relief manager of a radio station where I worked as breakfast announcer walked into the studio and asked where everybody was. Everybody? You're lookin' at him, darling. She was amazed that I was announcer, news reader, programmer, producer, panel operator, receptionist and tea maker. "You must have been to the school of hard knocks," she said.