Who the hell does
he think he is?
Reservations, Disclaimers, and Thanks
Reservations, Disclaimers, and Thanks
The writings and photographs on this site are the creation and property of my own selfish self. I hope you find them edifying, or at least entertaining. I share them here with you because they are more meaningful, and therefore more valuable, if and when they are appreciated by others. I offer them to you for free here because I know only too well that no one is going to pay me for the privilege of bing exposed to this body of work. However, you should not conclude from this that I have abandoned my authorship rights in the contents of this site. I have a creative commons license on all these works (except of course the stuff I just link in from the outside), by which I hope to encourage the dissemination of this material under the following conditions:
* Advice: you let me know you're using it, please.
* Attribution: you attach my name to the reproduction of work I've created.
* Accuracy: you don't change my work.
* Profitlessness: you don't make money from my work unless we've talked about and agreed to the terms beforehand.
I write and depict things of interest to me. Some are fiction (especially under the "Playing with Words" category), many aren't. Please feel free to ask me any questions about such matters in the comments or an email. I welcome correspondence, on or off the site. If what I describe offends you, in theme or language or any of its particulars, I regret your injured sensibilities, but this is my vision and my site and I will post what i see fit. Come back later and you'll probably see something less offensive. If not, the 'net is full of other places to waste time and I hope you enjoy visiting them instead.
I reserve the right to edit my work - to correct factual errors or typos, but also to change things if I decide they'd read better some other way. I may even occasionally delete a paragraph or post that I deem unblogworthy in retrospect. I will try to honor the individuality of my commenters and encourage the expression of a diversity of opinions, but only respectful ones - so if you're trying to push my buttons in the comments, you may find yourself edited, deleted, or even (in extreme circumstances) banned. So play nice, and so will I.
When my stories reflect my own actual life experiences I do try to get them down as accurately as possible, but I sometimes make mistakes and I get called on them. I reserve the right to correct my own factual errors when they don't ruin the whole story. Otherwise, I might pull the damn thing altogether, or just let it stand wrong, with a disclaimer. Different stories and different errors call for different responses. But the point is, I strive for accuracy, and frequently fail fabulously. Tough noogies, dear readers.
This site would not exist but for the support and assistance of my host Patricia at Lunanina. I mean, not at all. She's a saint. Also, it must be mentioned that the graphic design of every page of this site was the work of the brilliant and wise Sawni, who has turned a dodgy old blog into something I can be proud of. To both these valorous and inspired women, I owe an unmeasurable debt.
I appreciate your taking the time to peruse these pages and I hope you enjoy your visit to the Chucklehut. If you hate it, though, feel free to write and tell me why - maybe a productive dialogue will ensue. If your response is otherwise, the same offer holds. The Chucklehut knows you have a choice when it comes to surfing the internet. You may resume cellphone use once we reach the terminal, and remember that, if I've done my job right, your overhead luggage may have shifted during flight. Therefore, please open the Chucklehut carefully, and secure the blog around your own face before helping others. Happy Chuckling.