It's me again.

I posted the above, then played piano for a while, working on the Finnish waltz 'Metsakukkia,' which I learned about right here at the Mudcat. While doing that, my ever-reasoning left brain was quietened, and my right brain revealed the reason for Guest's vituperation.

If you look at the screen names of those who have posted here, you will note that I seem to be the only female. My bad. Females are supposed to stay silent, and in particular not raise a lone female voice.

But there was something worse than that. Namely - I called gnu "gnu dear".   ARRGH! Nobody ever calls Guest dear; he could post for a hundred years and nobody will call him dear. His vitriolic post was a spurt of jealousy, green and acidic. Too bad they don't sell an antacid for it.

To explain, let me say that I have been reading gnu's posts for many years. Though we have never met, and we live a couple thousand (perhaps) miles apart, I feel we are good acquaintances. I have read of the Iron Skillet Problem, have shared the Fuschia-Watering Dilemma, and have pictured myself watching from the front porch as gnu packs up his shotgun to go hunting. Guitar comes into it as well. Then I called him "dear".

And so, "Guest", suck it up.
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Re language: I originally typed this:

   a spurt of green and acid jealousy.

But my sense of rhythm was offended, so I changed it to:

   a spurt of jealousy, green and acidic.

I considered "acid" instead of "acidic", but it didn't seem right somehow.