Thanks dude, this whole thing is out of the blue and my hand was forced. Ridiculous.

Yech. You can tell a lot about a person by how they attempt to solve problems (i.e. do they pick up a phone and call someone and try to work something out, esp. if the 'someone' in question has been a good client, or do you shit all over them on your blog?)

That said, I'm thankful I've never crossed paths with Stacy, and will steer clear in the future.

Good luck Bill, I second the Llamas.

Bill is, to say the least, prickly. I placed a brief comment at his site before the election regarding my fear of a tidal wave of MSM attacks on Mr. Bush in the next few days. In my comment I said "Bill, I pray you wake up before it's too late". He then immediately posted a snarky personal insult. I e-mailed him and very politely asked why he had gone ballistic; his terse response was "Nobody talks to me like that on my blog". I still occasionally read his blog, but no longer comment (and I'm probably blocked). So I'm no friend of Bill.

However, this spat really seems silly. I've got twin 8 year-old boys and they do this kind of childish stuff all the time. Why didn't somebody pick up the phone and talk about it? Perhaps bloggers have their fingers so tightly glued to a keyboard, they have forgotten how to walk across the street or pick up the phone. Shame on both of them.

Old Coot - This is the second site that you've placed this form comment, so I'll cut and paste mine as well:

Old Coot -

What you seem dissonant about is the fact that YOU calling anyone prickly is like the darkest pot maligning a grey kettle.

That being said, yes, I'm prickly. And the next time someone condescends to me by saying "I pray you wake-up" when they disagree with me I will proceed to drop a MOAB on their head every. single. time.

As for the rest of your analysis, and your castigation for not dealing in private, I was unaware that there was a problem brewing, so once again, you don't know what you are talking about.

Damn I'm glad that I booted you from my site.

Now back to present tense: get a life.

I rest my case.

"Bailif, kick this idiot in the butt."

I'm sorry, Coot, I'm still siding with Bill on this one, and opening up a can of Sgt. Hulka Whupp-ass, I'm going to have to ask you to "Lighten up, Francis."

And, BTW, we're the only ones who are allowed to make fun of Bill!

I'm with Bill. He seems to get a lot of flack for no good reason. Are people jealous of his talent, his hit counter or is it his good looks? Oh and he still owes me a tupperware from 1993.

It is dangerous to be sincere unless you are also stupid. George Bernard Shaw (1856 - 1950), Man and Superman (1903) "Maxims for Revolutionists"