“I’m looking for an instrument / lesson / session in my area. Can anyone help?”
“I’m new to ITM. Is it OK for me to take my gaita / gusle / glockenspiel to a local session?”
"What’s the best way to send an ivory-encrusted whistle mute to New York / Dublin / Outer Mongolia?
“My friend knocked me up at 2 in the morning. Now what should I do?”
The answers to all these questions and more have one thing in common: They depend on where you are located.
The Mods have noticed a tendency for both new (and some old) users to leave the Location field in your personal Profile blank. We don’t enforce filling it in as mandatory. But the Chiffboard is an international community; and like Waldo, knowing where in the world you are can be a useful and helpful piece of information to other members, and save a lot of unnecessary guesswork.
So please, newer Chiffers especially, take a moment to go to your Profile page and fill in your Location.
N.B. If you are being held captive on DaleForce One, special Chiff protocol CB-10-20A may apply.
Sadly (or not) I did not need the video to know what you were referring to. In fact, every time see the word Oklahoma, I sing that song just like that. And my kids are 19 and 16!!
135 of us in shoebox in middle o’ ‘t road
E’ry mornin’, half hoor fore wen’ t bed - had to get oop, lick road clean wi’ tongue .. etc etc etc .. stuff about working at t’ mill …
I’ve always made a point of letting people know where I am. Enough info to hit me with a satelite mounted lazer - and then saying outrageously lefty provocative stuff online to see if anyone does. So far - no grief - and I’ve been doing it for years
No worries. The Chiffboard LaserSat is currently down for repairs, and Dale ran off with the repair funds. Rumor has it he’s installed gold toilets and fur-lined seats on DaleForce One, but he won’t return my calls. And the Chiffboard riot squad are all on holiday in Mallorca this month.
Mallorca?? No one sent me the press release. I coulda stood to have one of those muscle-heads lug my stuff around in the rain and mud at Irish Fair this weekend. But noooo…we’re off to sunny Mallorca, aren’t we. I hope they’re able to multitask and spend some time at power-networking while they adorn the beaches, the princesses, because if I have anything to say about it, they can be looking for another timeclock to punch when they get back.
