About Those Squished-in Phone Displays

A couple of you have found that when you try to read my home page, or comments, on your phone (don’t expect me to remember what kind of phone: all we have here is a wall phone), the display is all squished off to one side and very hard to read.

I’ve sent a screen shot of the problem to Jill and she says she can fix it sometime during the next few days. Please be patient: she’s fixed a lot of things here, so far.

And now, per a request by Phoebe [trumpet fanfare]…

THE SPOTTED QUOLL

Quolls - Bush Heritage Australia

This cat-sized animal lives along the east coast of Australia in rainy, wooded habitats. Also known as the tiger cat or tiger quoll, it’s a predator that eats pretty much anything it can catch. Oddly enough, it has the second most powerful bite among all carnivorous mammals.

This marsupial is related to the Tasmanian Devil. Quolls are not as numerous as they used to be, and some conservation measures are in order. To me they somewhat resemble Thylacoleo, the extinct “marsupial lion,” which had some of the deadliest biting equipment known from the fossil record. Cryptozoologists think there might be a very few of those left, somewhere. But no one else does.

Sloooooowwww Comment Contest

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G’day, Byron the Quokka here! And feeling like a right lemon, with only 11 comments made today, and 409 to go in the comment contest–which I’m supposed to be running better than Lee could do, but look at me!

I’ve told him and told him, time and again, he’s got to sweeten the prize. I had a perfectly good bicycle that could’ve been the prize, but he wouldn’t hear of it–said it wasn’t our bike to give away. He’s got this thing about giving out autographed books as prizes.

Well, crikey! How about one o’ them helmets that makes your wishes come true? That would be a prize worth winning! Although I’ve heard of a spotted quoll who got hold of one of those, and didn’t take it as serious as he should’ve, and wound up wishing himself into a pair of kangaroo ears.

But no, we’re stuck with the bloomin’ books. And people are starting to wonder about me as a contest administrator. Coo! but it’s a thankless job!