Category: Blogging

I Can Has Cheezeburger. Cat pix with captions in txt.

(Link seen on Trey Givens.)

Number 19 on Google for republican womanizers?

Damn, how many copies of Google Apps Premier Edition do I have to buy to keep this quiet?

Maybe not, but I read her post yesterday that invoked Marabel Morgan’s The Total Woman, and I recalled my book review.

Who knew I would be that far ahead of the curve in its defense?

You might notice, in the next couple of days (as you might notice today and yesterday), a number of longer-than-normal pieces on the old blog here. I’ve got a hard disk drive full of essays and whatnot that I didn’t place in printed publications, so I’m foisting them on you, gentle reader, one by one.

Because I don’t want to overwhelm you with my eloquence. At least, not more than once a day.

Question: How can I tell if I’m going to get a new bunch of anonymous comment spam?

Answer: You get a Yahoo! Site Explorer hit for http://www.freewillblog.com from an ISP in India!

Okay, it’s not much of a riddle, but most of the comment spam I’ve gotten in the last couple months comes through this avenue. I’d expect it’s actually some poor Indians typing anonymous comments and hand-keying the captchas, but it’s odd that they’re very, very consistent in looking for blogs that refer to Free Will Blog.

It’s easy to take the high road since I won Best St. Louis Blog.

Now where’s the cash prize?

I have no idea what ex-girlfriend on Bothwell Glasgow means, but if there’s one source for it in the world, it should be Boondoggled.

Google hit of the day: dangerous emus.

From the U.S. Department of Justice, no less.

Finally, the feds are wising up to the emu threat.

The return of the Electric Venom Snark Hunt (now called the “Carnival of Snark”) looks to be a little light.

No doubt next week will be more chock full of pith once everyone sees she really means it.

Kate at Electric Venom needs your suggestions for the 50 Most Depressing Songs so she can build a playlist to help her in her NaNoMoWri or whatever that thing is efforts.

Man, I just recollected the old mixed tapes and playlists I created for myself to serve as backdrop music when I bled my passions to the page, and just remembering those depressing songs has kinda bummed me out. Well-played, maestros.

(Oh, yeah, I did list some in her comments, but I’m not going to recreate them for you here, gentle reader, because it would hurt just too much.)

Heh. [Link redacted as target blog has been replaced with ad for Adult Friend Finder.]

(Link seen on The Anchoress.)

Let me, then, share Cat Head Theatre’s rendition of Hamlet:

Ah, YouTube, gracious provider of content for the contentedly otherwise contentless.

Well, the Kansas City Star has once again snipped yours truly for its editorial page.

They excerpt this post as follows:

Roger that, good buddy
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it until I’m proven otherwise: Blogs are CB radio with permalinks. And we know how much CB changed the face of citizen media in the 1970s. It spawned a number of books, three “Smokey and the Bandit” movies and “Convoy.” Some of its slang lives on, but you don’t see many cars with the antennae on their roofs anymore, do you?

I’d like to think I was pointing out that bloggers can, and sometimes do, find themselves more important than they are in mass culture.

Perry Mays takes it seriously.

Lieberman, ‘Snakes’ and the seductive mythology of the blogosphere:

If ever America needed a wake-up call about the mythology of blogging, we got it this month.

On Aug. 8, Connecticut businessman Ned Lamont defeated U.S. Sen. Joe Lieberman in the Democratic primary, a triumph widely credited to the rah-rah racket produced by pro-Lamont armies stationed along the Internet.

Indeed, the bloggers had scored big. They had helped vault a local politician to national prominence and cemented the Iraq war as Issue No. 1 in the congressional elections. Not a bad day.

But their victory was short-lived. Even before the primary, Lieberman announced that, should he lose, he’d still run in November as an independent. This electoral chutzpah effectively rope-a-doped the bloggers and recharged the senator’s fabled Joe-mentum. Lieberman’s still the man to beat in the general election.

If this wasn’t enough to drain the effervescence from the blogger bubbly, America’s noisy Web wags were dealt an even more sobering blow 10 days later when Snakes on a Plane opened nationwide to a decidedly flat $15.3 million box office.

Before its premiere, Snakes had been the latest blogger darling, as swarms of online film geeks prematurely crowned it the summer’s big sleeper. This hyperventilating fan base even convinced Snakes’ distributor, New Line Cinema, to up the movie’s rating to R, to ensure a gorier, more venomous snake fest.

But all that clapping and yapping couldn’t put enough fannies in the seats. Ticket sales for Snakes’ debut barely topped those of Talladega Nights, which was already in its third week.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it until I’m proven otherwise: blogs are CB radio with permalinks.

And we know how much CB changed the face of citizen media in the 1970s. It spawned a number of books, three Smokey and the Bandit movies, and Convoy. Some of its slang lives on, but you don’t see many cars with the antennae on their roofs any more, do you?

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Robert B. Parker’s "blog" on Amazon.com.

One post with 61 comments from readers. I cannot fault him for not keeping up with it; blogs are facile mechanisms for writers who aren’t doing five pages a day, no more, no less, for profit.

Forget this minor league blogging stuff; Damn Interesting is looking to bolster its roster.

I am going to take my cuts before the scouts, believe you me. Or believe me you. However those tricky direct object/indirect object relationships work out, which is typically badly and end with much breaking of dishes.