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Late Nite FDL: A Coming Out Party

debutante, 1927

Good evening, my little webutantes!  How is everyone?

Me, well, I've been better.  You know, I signed up for a yoga class because I wanted to do something good for myself and maybe try to introduce some physical activity into my largely sedentary lifestyle.  It's been awesome, too.  I've managed not to shred any mats with my giant TRex talons, and I've only knocked a couple of people down by swishing my big old tail.  (Oops!  Heh.  Sorry!)

It was really nice of them to have class in a Boeing hangar so I don't bump my head on the ceiling, too.

However, at some point during yesterday's class, my third, I must have done something wrong.  Maybe I overdid it.  I felt fine all day, but then when I got up this morning, just as I was bending down to pick something up off the floor, my back lit up like a freaking switchboard.  Ow!  Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!!  Michelle Malkin must have stuck a pin in her TRex voodoo doll or something.

A heating pad, some Tylenol, and several hours later, I am feeling much better.  I am following my yoga teacher's instructions to the letter, although she freely admits that her knowledge of Theropod physiology is somewhat limited.

Really, though.  The heating pad is my new best friend.  Good thing it's not the middle of the summer or I'd be one miserable lizard.

So, I was trying to decide what to write about tonight and realized that it's the perfect night for a big Invitation to De-Lurk post.  Whoo-hooo!  We know there's an awful lot of you coming through here these days thanks to the Libby trial, and we'd like to know who you are.  Welcome!

Most of you who have been here for a while know how this works.  We're inviting those of you who have never (or only very rarely) left a comment or introduced yourself to do so.  We've made some of our best friends this way, including DreamingCrow and aliasofwestgate who were lurkers until our last Invitation to De-Lurk night.

Don't be shy!  Come on in, the Lake is fine!  Regulars, please make our little newbies feel welcome.  I know that during the day, there may have been some isolated incidents of newbie-bashing, you know, when people show up and ask questions that make our crew of Plame obsessives roll their eyes, "What, you don't even know THAT?!"  But I know that if I hadn't started reading here during the grand jury investigation, I wouldn't know a lot of this stuff either, so, you know, chill out, y'all.  You were as ignorant as Sean Hannity about the particulars of L'Affaire Plame once too, you know.

This would also be a good time for any of you with questions that you've been afraid to ask about the trial or FDL or anything at all to ask away!  No questions are off-limits or too obvious or too mundane tonight.  Welcome to FireDogLake.  We can't wait to meet you!

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TRex is a 60-million-year-old theropod who enjoys terrorizing trailer parks, stomping his enemies, and eating things that get in his way or annoy him. He is single and looking for a new boyfriend. He's 60 feet tall, green, with delicate forelimbs, large, sharp teeth, and a lengthy tail. Turn-ons include political activism, bashing conservatives, and volcanoes. Turn-offs are vegetarians, right-wing blogs, and killer asteroids.