How do I love thee, SDMB

I had some heavy traffic while driving to work this morning and started thinking about what makes the SDMB my favorite place to visit on the web. Sure, it has it’s disfunctionalities and minor blowups, but those don’t bother me in the least, because I know that they will go away and the board will remain just as loopily goofy and informative as it was before.

I like the board because it has so many insanely smart and funny people from all walks of life who can and often do find some kind of common ground. Helps restore my faith in humanity and it’s potential.

This recent trand of one poster throwing down the guantlet for another poster (My love letters, Ultress, Uke Ike’s books, etc) and everyone living up to their end of the bargain in a hilarious way.

I learn something new everytime I check the boards. This goes for any fora.

I won’t even bother to list poster names. Why? Because there are way too many I consider must reads, and no matter how thorough I am, I will miss some. Plus, there are some good new ones that seem to be popping up. I like the growth that goes on here.

Trolls. Well, kind of. They at least keep things interesting for a little while.

All of the inside jokes going on. I can often laugh about Satan’s ass or Coldfire vs. Bjorn. No one else would have a clue what those mean, except for this little community of ours.

Any place where I can build up 1000+ posts and still make people laugh must be the right audience for me.

And, if given half a chance, I know that the people on this board could either use one of the lines I have typed in this post against me and turn it into a running joke or the thread could be hijacked and turn into a discussion about the moons of Jupiter. Not sure how, but I have faith that somehow that connection could be made.

So, thanks to the owners, administrators, moderators, but mostly to the fellow members of this board for keeping this place lively and entertaining. I’d buy all of you a drink, but I can’t. Also, it would cost money. So, the free and imaginary drinks are on me.


I am currently stuck in sig line writer’s block.

You are welcome.


** Sigh. So many men, so few who can afford me ** Original by Wally

I’ve learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.

Homepage: www.superlativeandsassy.com
Occupation: Temptress
Location: Ultra, California
Interests: surpluses, excesses, abundances, extras, lagniappes
profile by UncleBeer

It’s a tough job, but somebody’s gotta do it.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, we love you too, blah blah. Sentimental old geek :wink:

(Moosie: is your ICQ broken, or are you avoinding me :p)

Coldy baby, I’m at work with the firewall from hell. :mad:

Feel free to entertain me, though. :wink:


Homepage: www.loosiegoosiemoosie.gov
Occupation: Taxidermist and hunt guide
Location: Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan, Canada
Interests: The Loyal Order of the Moose, Moosehead (and the beer).

Oh yeah? Well, Ginger Rogers did everything that Fred Astaire did. Backwards. In high heels. - As per Wally

So, how 'bout those moons of Jupiter, huh?

(well, somebody had to do it!)


Cristi, Slayer of Peeps

I made my husband join a bridge club. He jumps next Tuesday.

(title & sig courtesy of UncleBeer and WallyM7!)

I heartily agree with you, Mulli—but watch how you abbreviate Ike’s moniker. As we discovered to our horror at one of the NY gatherings, yelling “Uke Ike!” across the room garners an unwanted reaction. Especially in New York.

Better hang on, then, this could be a bumpy ride.

Free and imaginary drinks, huh?

Well, hopefully the hangover will be imaginary as well…


JMCJ

“Y’know, I would invite y’all to go feltch a dead goat, but that would be abuse of a perfectly good dead goat and an insult to all those who engage in that practice for fun.” -weirddave, set to maximum flame