Is it Party Time Yet?

[karlsie]

We've been sweating so hard over the transference of the Subversify website, i lost track of the days. Well, actually, it was Mitch who was doing the sweating as he was the one who had to do all the hard work (again), picking up Subversify, kit and kaboodle and placing it with a new host. Hopefully, we won't have to do that again for awhile, or ever again would be the ideal situation, but we are simply too big for shared hosting and plan to grow even bigger.

The main this-totally-sucks part of the whole thing is that Mitch was working on his birthday! I can think of one hundred other things i'd rather do on my birthday than wrestle with computer technology. Mitch, you deserve dancing girls, but you know our motto; we're all going to the dogs. Stay cool. Stay wonderful. Eat cake and ice cream and party like an animal. Work finds its way to you easily enough. The hard part is avoiding it.

[dylan]

Jumping Dalmations. You think a mug shot like that is going to get a party rolling? Take it from a stick chasing, squirrel cornering, high marking expert. Only spaniels know how to party hardy. Just take a look at my little buddy here.



His Saturday night fever lasted for three weeks. He wore out five tulip bulbs, rooting for you Mitch, although his pack leader said he dug holes in the garden. Sometimes, you've gotta wonder about the wisdom of those pack leaders. They bathe you when you do a salmon roll, just to let you know how big of poopers they are. If you ever want to get some good smelling perfume on you, sneak in a rub or two in some rabbit droppings, but don't roll in a dead salmon. The pack leaders will throw you in the bath tub and end your party high every time.

[grainnerhuad]

Happy Birthday to the Ghost of The Late Mitchell Warren. I kinda feel like we should declare it a national holiday since he offed himself. Maybe we can celebrate by taking a field trip to his museum.

thelatemitchellwarren.goldeye.info/MitchellWarrenMuseum.htm

[The Late Mitchell Warren]

Thanks all! I've been laying low for a while. But I'm still around. Have I missed anything?

[dylan]

I'll tell you what you missed. There were Nazi cats up on the roof top, rattling around in the rafters. I could hear those dangerous rascals and I gave sharp warning. "Come on down you Nazi's and fight like a dog!"

Also, I've decided to run for President. I've heard the Big Den needs to trim some fat and I'm good at trimming everything right down to the bone. Also, I've got a big, bad killer mascot. Instead of an elephant, I have a mammoth. Elect Dylan the mammoth dog today and bless your local fire hydrant.

[The Late Mitchell Warren]

You would be a great improvement over that bad dog Tashi!