I am not one to engage in the, how do you say it, ‘shout outs‘ — it’s not really my forte, not really part of my idiom. For one thing, I associate the very idea with hip-hop MCs who carry within their larynxes a magnitude and precision of verbal swagger that contrasts rather starkly with my own humble, laid back approach to vocalization. The shoe does not so much fit, is my point.

But, what the hell, one has to live a little. And I am bursting with pride — preening, really — at the discovery that among the misfit gang of social rejects with whom I spend time on Metafilter’s official double secret unofficial IRC server, there at least two

COUNT THEM

two readers of THIS VERY SITE.

Fame, friends. Fortune. And everything that goes with it, and I thank you all.

Specifically, stynxno! v! And, okay, the rest of you tortfeasing jackasses of #tapes.