If this were a large dark barn in the middle of the night, this would be the part were I grab a knife, a pistol, and a flashlight, and start my way across the street remembering every horror movie i ever saw.
mabey im just getting parinoid but... I'm worried that the programming fourm may have died.
I don't know how, possibly there was a party involving large amounts of booze. possibly a bear attack. i dont know. but what i do know is that i would sure like to hear from some of the programmers around here.
there absence is. . . disturbing me.
