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It is with the utmost joy that I welcome you back to the SDMB. We have missed your wry humor, your strange sense of the absurd, Machiavelian intrigue, your Nietzchean guilt, your spell checker…
When I needed a Second to fight a duel with that maniacal Brit over Harry Potter or Monry Python or Oscar Wylde, whoever it was about, however they spelled it were you there? Those people say “whilst” for crying out loud.
No. Brickbats at half a mile. It got ugly, my friend.
What about that horrible flame war in the pit where some moron declared that Notophthalmus viridescens made a better pet than Dionea muscipula? Did you help out your pal?
You did not.
And those Enterprise threads that Tars Tarkas and I had to face alone, without adult supervision.