Going to be fiddling around with a Beta template tomorrow, trying to rejig this blog, update the blogroll, bla bla bla. In the meantime thought I'd put a couple of notices up here, a kind of post in lieu of an actual post. Yeah, yeah. It's the end of the working week, I'd like to see you come up with something better. (Though of course if you want to pop into the comments and have a chat about merkins or Mozart or similar, I'm more than happy to oblige.)
Nominations, Schmominations
Despite my misgivings about the Aussie Blog Awards, I've just gone over and made a couple of nominations myself.
Best Victorian blog: Legless In Perpetuum
Best Post on an Australian Blog: A Little Note To My Body.
Best Australian New Blog: Lexicon Harlot.
Best Humourous Australian Blog: Jellyfish Online!
Best Australian Collaborative Blog: Sarsaparilla.
Why not go over there and make a couple yourself?200% of Statisticians are Always Right
Diogenes pulled up this amusing statistic from the ABC website yesterday:
"In fact if we look at the 10 hottest years for Australia, 15 of those have occurred since 1980, and only two of those hottest years have occurred before 1950," Mr Plummer said.
Depressing, isn't it? I'd shoot myself now, but statistics show that seven out of every four suicides these days result in fatal injury, death, or even more.
Murder with Malaprop Aforethought
Been writing this story about killer androids lately, having a good deal of fun. But I've run into a bit of strife; once the killbots kill somebody and usurp their place, what do they do? I'm finding it a bit difficult giving my killbots motivation. Are there any killbots reading this blog? What do you guys think?
16 comments:
I think that you answered your own question about the killbots - they lose motivation and have a collective identity crisis. Or am thinking of the crisis that my collective identities are presently having and am just projecting...?
I suspect that any killbot that usurped me would have had a total system failure within a week.
If we're going to compare you to a killbot, the question is raised - who did you kill? Or who are you going to kill? You can tell me, I won't let on.
By the way, I just got linked by The Merkin Man.
Love the Merkin Man. It doesn't get any better than that! [Would I be the only one humming 'Oh, do you know the Merkin Man,
The Merkin Man, the Merkin Man,
Oh, do you know the Merkin Man,
That lives on Drury Lane?'?]
There are a number of people on my hit list at any given time. I don't want to usurp them - I just want them the hell out of my life. Yes, I realise that I have really rather violent tendencies but I also have an awesomely workable excuse for them.
Yes, that's the song I thought of too. Though of course the Merkin Man would live on Gropequeynte Lane!
I also had two visitors on two consecutive days searching for 'Dominatrix Spurs' and 'Whips'. Only the Merkin Man would know what to do with them!
"Look up in the sky! Is it a bird? Is it a plane? NO! It's MERKIN MAN!"
"Wherever there is syphilis - he'll be there! Wherever there are Brazilians - he'll be there! He's the one with the wig for the fig, the cover for lovers - he's Merkin Man!"
He should hire me to be his publicist.
Word verification for this post, btw, is 'inswet'
If I had even the slightest bit of music in me I think I'd record that. What an awesome ditty.
I haven't had any good vistor finds lately but there do seem to be an awful lot of people about there who want to say things in Polish. Maybe they're the latest mail-order must have.
God, I get boring searches like 'What type of food do they eat in Africa' all the time. I don't know why people think I'd know, for heaven's sake.
Not a bad effort, 6 comments in, and we've already written another merkin song. I think I've found my raison d'etre, or your raison d'etre, or somebody's raison d'etre at any rate. Possibly the MM's. Hé'd be able to help, anyway.
I also get an awful lot of stuff about nail polish [apparently boys need special kinds] and cleaning up nail polish and what happens when the baby sucks down a bottle of nail polish. I suspect that I made a mistake in naming my blog, not sure, but suspect.
Indeed no, it's one of the best blog names I've come across.
I'm finding it difficult to decide whether I should just assume that you're pulling my leg and be done with it or just take it as a compliment cause, well, any will do.
Not at all, I'm serious.
You'll get weird searches no matter what your blog name is, all it takes is a swear word in some comments field and a seemingly innocuous word, like 'whip', in an archived post, and that will bring the weirdos in.
Actually, if you ever mention "boys" or "girls" on your blog, no matter the innocence of the context, you can be guaranteed searches such as "naked boys in Thailand", or "Japanese school girls in uniform", etc.
In fact, no matter what words you use, you'll get searches like that. Makes me wonder how Yahoo and Google have set up their algorithms.
Aw, you're nice. Thanks for that there nomination. Not that I'm seeking fame and glory. Oh no, not me. Never.
Just had a look at the blog nominations and saw the "challenges" to the "Sam And The City" and "All Men Are Liars" blogs ... the "they aren't really blogs" comments. Structurally they are, qualitatively they operate like chatrooms, especially SATC with far more comments than articles and the comments doing far more for the blog than Sam's pieces - (Sam has been away since December and still people post and their gripe is not that new articles haven't been posted, only that updates are slow).
So ... question is "what makes a blog?"
By the way, TimT - I enjoy your blog - how do you have the time to think and write this stuff? (or not think and write this stuff)
P.S. At least you get searches, I've found the realm for orange juice mania has been diminished somewhat. What is wrong with people?
The few people who share my neuroticism seldom post, instead I find my house picketed by believers wishing to convert me to their brand. I empathise, but the taking out of AVOs is seriously taking away from my blogging time.
Sounds like a typical blogger bitch about Mainstream Media blogs hogging all the glory, which has more than a little truth to it. But as to what constitutes a blog... couldn't find it on google, but somebody once made a blog called something like 'The single angriest blog post ever', basically saying, 'This is my first and will be my last blog post. Thanks for nothing, losers!' I mean, when you can do stuff like THAT, anything goes.
Thanks for the kind comments about my blog, I don't know whether I need much time for the ideas, which just seem to come to me. Though of course then I've got to write them up, etc, which takes a bit more time. Fortunately, I don't have much of a life.
You may find celebrants of orange juice snobbery from all over the world. They would be a small, but elite clan, I imagine; I'm all for these personal snobberies. For instance, I consider myself something of a milkshake snob, as well as being a macchiato snob and a honey macaroon snob. Oh, and a Schweppes lemonade snob, because that stuff is so hard to get! I also quite sympathise with your call for orange juice snobbery - vive le Orange Juice! Snobs together, and all that!
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