What a idjit!

Am I, like Noam Chomsky, doomed to a life of endless recantation? Now I, due to human frailty and forgetfullness, must apologise to the likes of zmjezhd, Faldage, and Annastrophic.

No! I did not suddenly start writing in German. The truth struck me last night in the middle of a dream, and here is the reconstruction...

Last Tuesday night Sebastian Voigt, a German ichnological paleontologist examining vertebrate trace fossils in Alabama, was spending the night at my house and we were drinking bourbon and coca-cola. I went to bed early.
Then, last night, I remembered that I told him that he was wecome to use my computer.

And now I would like to apologise to the likes of smjezhd, Faldage, and Annastrophic for my indeliberate deception.


Last edited by themilum; 05/13/2006 12:24 PM.