I dunno what good a thread like this would be if not for breaking with one damn tradition after another. So I'm a-gonna. The following is NOT BS.

The recent long series of intermittent collapses of the informational field called the Mudcat/MOAB has led me to realize the taste of mortality even in things that appear infinite, like this thread.

Now, me sainted mither taught me once, when a favorite poet friend of hers died unexpectedly, to say what you had to say to those you love while you still could, as you never knew when they would vanish.

So in case I never get another chance, let me just say here for the record that I really love all of you MOABites, down to the bone; even the strange quark-dog Gluon. But especially those of you who have been hurdling the hurdles and trying the tribulations of mortal day to day life and STILL finding time to contribute to the zany para-meta-trans-multi-personal nihilistic pantheistic terminally regenerative Megasolipsism that is this MOAB thing. You fill up my senses, one and all of yez. Thanks!!

Just in case.

Now, back to our regularly dissipative programming....

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