All the cool kids are writing these diaries so I thought I would too.
- BooMan stole my pony. It’s a long story, not surprisingly, involving drinking and gun running on the Mexican border to finance a Swedish crime syndicate. Let’s just say I loved that pony.
- CabinGirl requires me to give her mojo every time she comments in one of my diaries. Otherwise, she’s threatened to turn over incriminating photos of me from the last Yearly Carnacki meetup (no the pony was not involved. It wasn’t a romantic love with the pony).
- Chills and Thrills was a great feature even if it did draw only an average of two comments, one of them the tip jar, despite Boo frontpaging it.
- Back in the day, the GrannyHelen-Carnacki feud tore it up and made the site the destination in blogtopia (yes skippy coined that yadda yadda yadda).
- I was kicked out of the froggybottom cafe for excessive alcohol abuse — and I hadn’t even been drinking.
- Two words — no, make it three — West Virginia Blue.
- All the good Booman Tribune gossip is posted over on other blogs that hate the site.
- I can never remember if West Virginia falls in the East Thread or the South Thread.
- Steven D’s feet smell.
- I’m one of the few people in the world who owes BooMan money, instead of the other way around.
