Still no resolution. I’m sorry for your inconvenience.
I’ll make an announcement and set up a mailbox where you can report problems.
Still no resolution. I’m sorry for your inconvenience.
I’ll make an announcement and set up a mailbox where you can report problems.
Jerry sez they’re working on the issues. Hope for resolution of all problems soon.
THanks for the updates.
On the negative side, it looks like no new legitimate posters either. The last person to sign up then post seems to be bamajoker on the 16th.
Too late to edit: Not a criticism-just saying that because of this I have no doubt they are working hard to fix this problem.
Just got one! Thanks
They’re starting to come in for me.
The mods are going to start shoveling through the mountain of post reports dating back several days as quickly as possible … apologies in advance if it takes us a while to catch up, there are a lot of them.
Next time something like this happens just let us know ahead of time, and we’ll quit making mistakes until the board is fixed back up.
What is the term for a name that matches your post?
Thanks, Tubaduva, Twicks and Jerry.
Wasn’t that a cartoon show, Twicks and Jerry? :dubious:
Woo! Twenty-one emails!
I got 42.
I got a rock.
I’ll get my rock any day now, you just wait and see!
any day now
throws rocks as Czarcasm
I got 25 and a pony.
I’m still shoveling. There’s gotta be a pony here somewhere.
I got four, and a ransom note demanding I give away a pony to get the rest of my mail!
If you’re still shoveling, think elephant, not pony.
When I was 15 or so a ::cough cough:: years ago, I went to an Optimist Club meeting, Speaker told a joke.
Two kids were locked in two different rooms in an experiment.
Kid 1 was locked in a room that had every toy imagineable in it.
Kid 2 was locked in a room a foot deep full of horseshit.
When the designers of the experiment opened the door of room 1, they found the kid sitting in the middle of the floor crying, When asked why, he said he was afraid he might break something if he played with it.
The door to room #2 was opened and the kid was madly digging by hand through the shit. When asked why he was doing such a crazy thing, he said–“I figure with this much shit there must be a pony in here somewhere.”
“That boy was an OPTIMIST!”