I dont know why I tell this story on myself, but after a marathon session of watching Archer (who'd have guessed?) I posted a multi-paragraph response to a post where I lavished praise on our newest scrappy acquisition... Woodhouse. I of course used this name at least a dozen times.
Since that embarrassing episode and since Ive been posting a lot more frequently from my book reader with its tiny, sadistic little Edit box (yes, using half the width of the screen is plenty) with the most aggravating scoll-logic (no thats ok, I dont really need to read what Im writing) I've become a lot more forgiving of other people's types.