"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Inevitably, the commons is trampled upon by trolls. With the prevalence of adolescents on-line, I think it best that I no longer allow anonymous comments. Meet the new guard dogs.