"Chris Ahlstrom", thou urchin-snouted usurping boar. An admirable evasion of whore master man, to lay thy goatish disposition to the charge of a star. Ye spilled the beans: > This is my Fluxbox. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My > Fluxbox is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must > master my life. Without me, my Fluxbox is useless. Without my > Fluxbox, I am useless. rAmen. Chris Ahlstrom's mother spins in her grave like a Catherine wheel. <aside> Fucking nutters everywhere. Is there a full moon on or something?