After Day Two Of The "Moderated" Comments

- I feel like I'm on crack - checking way tooooo often to see if a new Comment needs to be approved. (And I gave up crack as part of my New Year's resolution. It's been hard.) - I hate the word "approved." The word "moderated" is better. I pushed the "publish" button today for an extremely racist comment - not because I agreed with it but because I wanted everyone else to see it. - The "offensive" comments have, in essence, disappeared. The Band Of Monkeys don't even try to submit a comment for approval . . . er . . . moderation. - I've only had to review one "Shut up, MzChief" comment. I gave it the go-ahead only because she would want me to - Ed Winfrey called me when I dropped his name on a post. He told me I'd be receiving a call from Al Sharpton on his behalf. - C4u, Mary Mack, Kingfish have made a strong comeback since they know they won't get defamed while I'm out at Cassidy's on Wednesday night. - Which reminds me, where is Reagan RIP? It's safe now. (For those that don't remember, someone stole his identity on here and he got royally P.O.'d - I don't blame him). - Which reminds me again, BigCatDaddy? You there. -