Earlier today our your friend and mine saturnismine hi-jacked my Facebook page to ask why he was unable to post the following image here in the Halls of Rock. Then another old friend, dbuskirk, took this opportunity to pile on, insulting our entire community with the following snide remark:
The Brain Police forbid The Dream Police.
I was hurt. Before I had a chance to look into sat’s sincere question dbuskirk has to shame me on my very own Facebook page. A lot of my inner self is expressed there. Here, in the Halls of Rock, you may fire away at me. Here, you will find the Public Me. On Facebook I bitch and moan about my favorite sports teams and the annoyance of seeing Lena Dunham pop up on every magazine and interview show I check out. That’s deep shit, man, and I don’t need to have my RTH moderation skills attacked in that forum!
As a show of just how big a man I am, the image that saturnismine wants you to see follows…after the jump!
The image saturnismine wants you to see (and dbuskirk thinks we are supressing)!
Gentlemen, I hope we’re cool. I hold no ill will toward you. I will continue to sing your praises. Enjoy.
This song came on the other day and my wife said “You like that song?! You’ve got a lot of explaining to do!” Evidently she assumed it was by “…what was the band that did ‘We Built This City’?” At first I was appalled. Then I realized she had a point.
That’s funny. That thought may spoil my enjoyment of that song.
Wait a minute, man…
My post on your FB page might not have been perfectly clear; I wrote “when I log in to RTH, I’m not allowed past this. What the dealio?”
I didn’t say “I’m not allowed *to post* this.”
I meant that after plunking in my user name and password, I was redirected to a page w/ a picture of Cheap Trick and the boys. No links to “skip to RTH” appeared, either.
And if I went back to RTH, I still wasn’t logged in.
Weird.
But like HVB, I have a coincidence to report.
As of last weekend, my 5 year old son has fallen in love with this tune. He inundates us with it on a regular basis. I’m not kidding. Imagine how weird it was for me to try logging into RTH to play “last man standing,” only to have THOSE GUYS confront me again.
As I have intoned frequently in these halls….Sheesh…
And as I write this, a Savannah City Police Car has pulled up to my house and Johnny Law sits behind the wheel…staring…staring at my front window.
Once again, I kid you not.
There are no coincidences, maaaaaaan.
Good god, my DEEPEST apologies! I was being abused on Facebook yesterday, and I guess it crossed up my eyesight more than nature already has. I DO know what happened to you now. I will let sammymaudlin know. It’s some weird spam filter thing that sometimes get applied to the wrong people, Townspeople in good standing. Sorry.