Okay, folks, will everyone please just calm THE FUCK DOWN!
This is a WORK IN PROGRESS! OK?
Take a deep breath, everyone have a couple of FREE shots of Old Lederhosen, and just chill.
Look, I had just gotten comfortable with the old interface, OK, and then they changed it all. So fuck them, right?
No, actually. The folks that are doing this are trying to HELP up, not fuck us over! They know what you're used to, they know what you use, better than you do because they have statistics on it. It's been LESS THAN 24 HOURS guys!
Have a LITTLE patience, OK?
They're going to accept feedback. They are going to be teething problems. There's going to be shit you don't like.
I get that.
But…and here's the bottom line…WHY DID YOU COME HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE?
I came for high grade fuction. For stuff that I wasn't embarrassed to read. For stories by people like Jen, and Sprite, and DeviantSusie, and VioletVixen, and KimmiBeGood, and ShyThesian, and Ensorcelled, and Stormdog, and…
You get the idea.
They are all still here.
But there are bugs. Big Fuckin' Deal. Get over it, okay?
You'll get used to it, and you'll find new things you like, and we'll all bitch about things we don't like, and there will be compromises.
So: Here's the deal. Every time someone makes a LEGITIMATE complaint that they wind up fixing, not just "My hair isn't the right shade of green!" crap, I'll pour you a shot of Old Lederhosen. And trust me, after a couple of those, you'd marry my cousin Harry…which you REALLY don't wanna do, okay?
So, everyone please take a CHILL pill for now. Give them a fuckin' break! Let them do the work.
And when they're done, and they haven't done the shit we really need, we'll storm the castle together, topple le regim ancien, and we'll be top dogs! Until we realize that it's up to us to deliver.
Personally, and professionally, I want to buy Nicola and her dainty crew a drink, any time they deign to show their faces here. And you can take that to the bank. OK?
(of course, I cook the books, so…)
This is da Bear, speaking ex cathedra from his belly button, over and fuckin' OUT!