On the perils of being a raging liar.

Sometimes, when you love your audience very much, you have to lie to them. Not little lies, lies so great and raging that they would destroy nations.

ronnie told you such a lie when she suggested, nay, promised, that I would be guest blogging within one solar day.

Friends, never believe a word she says. The last time she told me to look out for a train, was there a train there?

No. No there was not.

Thus, in the spirit of being able to discriminate between puppies, I give you:Inquisitive.
Coy.

You decide which is which.