[slight hijack]Bruce_daddy, would you please email me? Thanks, sorry for the hijcak, please continue reporting your doper buddies.[esh].
Hmmm… if I was a more cynical hu-man bean, I’d say there was a lotta fishin’ for compliments/protestations goin’ on here.
Oh, and Flammsterette, half the time you don’t answer your IMs for days at a time, so who’s to know when it’s just 'cause you’re busy and when it’s ‘cause you’re pushin’ up the daisies?
And I suspect that if Darwin’s Finch didn’t weigh in on a thread zoological, many folks would get a tad concerned. Or was that post just for the opportunity to use that awful pun?
Geographically, the closest Dopers to me are Airman Doors and Ms Robyn. Tactically, if I’ve fallen down a mine shaft and broken my leg, I’d have to depend on my kitty buddies to run to them, Lassie style, and meow out the message of danger, but I don’t know if Doors speaks cat! 
Note to self: keep cell phone battery charged, replenish stores of beef jerky, and feed kitties.
{Pulls up another seat at Table 9}
[Beatles]All the lonely dopers, where do they all come from?[/Beatles]
Actually, I fell off the earth a few months back and no one noticed, so I climbed back up.
Hey all you lonely dopers, maybe you should pair up, exchange emails, and now you have a doper buddy. 
**Zah Kree ** is my husband, but is a lurker-extraordinaire.
**verbenabeast ** is my brother and would be sure to let y’all know if anything happens to me. We trust him; he even has a key to our house and has promised to never, ever let my mother in. Luv ya Buuuba!
I choose, um…
Be patient, I’ll eventually come to a name.
Davebear hasn’t posted on SDMB for a while, but he and I e-mail quite frequently, phone occasionally, and consider each other good friends.