And make the baby Jesus cry.

It does nothing of the sort. It doesn’t even display them — not even when you browse for all files (*.*) … which means it’s hiding them from me (on purpose!)

You got my hopes up, only for them to be dashed upon the cruel rocks of Reality in a cold, uncaring Universe.

Why? Why would you lie? What do you get out of it? What is wrong with you?

I believe Quasimodo will be along shortly, to question whether I might not be overreacting just a bit 😉

To which question the answer can only be a resounding NO!!!



Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.