Wherever the edge was, I passed it awhile back

I suspect it was the "motherfucker" in yesterday's post that put Chris over the edge.
It appears that some of my rants are, to quote her, "stupid, racist, pigheaded" and some other choice words that I've forgotten. (Damn that short term memory loss.)
Suffice it to say that she's not happy with some of the things I say in this blog. The upshot is that she no longer wants people who visit the blog of my illness (markwseymour.blogspot.com) to come here and find out what a real jerk she saved.
So, from now on, you can get there from here, but you can't get here from there, except by going there and coming back.
My apologies to all offended, especially Chris. I owe her more than I can describe, and I'm sorry she doesn't like certain aspects of me any longer...

Why she still loves me, I have no idea, but I am incredibly lucky that she apparently does.
I will endeavor to be less of all those things she doesn't like in the future.
(Don't hold your breath. You don't look good in blue.)