Had a little computer problem and lost all my bookmarks...but Harvey came to my rescue! Yay! Posting will resume until morale improves, or something like that.
Well, after all this time I finally have a job interview!* Ironically, after all the interviewing I have done of prospective employees, I am a little nervous about being on the other side of the desk, since it's been over six years since I was last out of work. There are the BIG questions:
Should I wear slacks or finally go back to shaving my legs?
Black shoes or brown? and can I even find them?
Hair long and straight, or sedately confined?
What IS the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?
I'll try and let you know how it goes....
*I'm not counting the "open interview" at the national video chain since it was more like a pie-eating contest than a job interview. Boy, did I waste my makeup that day. But I digress...
UPDATE: I followed my reader's suggestions and went with the skirt (and shaved legs!) and upswept hair and I think the interview went pretty well. The good news: they have twenty positions. The bad news: they aren't actually hiring until after Labor Day.
So, just an update so that all my loyal readers know that I continue to lurk on the earthbound plane--I'm still looking for work, and when not so involved, spending my time reading, watching movies and playing games. If it weren't for the lack of money thing, it wouldn't be too bad.
I've established a DVD exchange with my nieces, and thanks to them I can now claim to have watched Twilight, Doomsday, Juno, Underworld 3, The Descent and The Complete First Season of The Tudors (which was awesome, despite playing fast and loose with the actual facts). They have gotten to see Neil Marshall's first movie, Dog Soldiers as well as re-watch the first two Underworlds and the complete Blade Trilogy. I got to re-watch the Resident Evil Trilogy. They also loaned me the re-make of The Hitcher (with Sean Bean instead of Rutger Hauer as the homicidal hitchhiker) but I haven't watched that one yet because the first one was so good that I am still wrestling with my expectations.
I am now reading Twilight, which I have been assured is much better than the movie (and honestly, how could it be worse?) and as long as I don't get too nostalgic for all that teen-aged high school angst which used to permeate my workplace, I'll probably wend my way through the quad-logy (which I am also borrowing from my nieces).
A while back I donated to Mercy Corps for their disaster relief efforts. I had heard on the interwebs that they were a reliable charity which got most of the funds they raised to the needy. I haven't been able to afford to "give" lately, but I tolerated their email and mail requests for donations on the chance that I might be able to help out again sometime.
Today I received an email entitled "Confronting a Changing Climate" which included the lefty religious buzzwords "global warming" "carbon footprint" and "sustainable ways" that set off all my alarm bells.
Among the questions they seek to answer: how people in Niger are adapting to desertification, how deforestation affects families in Liberia, and how rising sea levels will impact Indonesia's 12-million-person capital. Their forthcoming reports will inform Mercy Corps' work as we help communities adapt to the predicted effects of global warming.
Run! Run! We're all going to die!
I can't believe that they are not aware that the earth's climate has been changing for millions of years. (Hey, maybe for billions--I wasn't here) Only two decades ago the hysterics were screaming about global cooling--Run! Run! We're all going to die!
I emailed Mercy Corps asking if humans had created the Great Lakes, the Sahara Desert , the Mojave Desert...and to take me off their mailing list because they were never getting another penny from me (especially when I get some pennies) ever again.
So, this has been a public service announcement, in case any of my readers believed, as I did, that Mercy Corps was a reputable charity with its feet firmly on the ground. Bzzzzt! Wrong! Religious whackos, folks. You heard it here first...
The Great and Powerful Pixy Misa, as part of his Munuvian World Domination Plan, is temporarily offering free (yep, FREE!) blogs to suitable
victims beta volunteers. Each blog comes with "at least 1GB of disk space and 10GB of monthly bandwidth, for as long as the user wants to keep it."
Once all the
sacrificial beta-spots are filled, ordinary folks will be forced to actually PAY for their new mee.nu blogs.
It just so happens that I have come into possession of 5 (five!) virtual beta keys, each one of which will unlock the magical world of blogging to the lucky few.
Since I expect there will be a stampede to hop onboard the next Big Thing, I will email a key and unintelligible, rudimentary instructions to the first five requesters who can correctly tell me the name of my cat (and provide a valid email address)...
...or just beg. Begging is good.
Just posting to let my loyal reader (Hi Harvey!) know I'm still alive, and it's Spring Break, so I'm working 12-hour days and don't have anything interesting to blog about anyway, except the Supreme Court is stupid--but that's not news...
Warning: Some of the songs (especially House of Red Tape) use language that may be offensive to more sensitive readers... except for Harvey--he may be sensitive, but he was in the Navy, so it's difficult to shock him....
Munu has been the target of a Denial-of-Service attack, which is why you haven't been able to get your favorite Munuvians to load.
Keep your fingers crossed that Pixy has it under control....
On my way to work, half way through the weekend....so far, no men in white coats have been called for me! Hurray!
Well, I'm in for a long weekend--Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday are all work days for me this week, so I expect to be a zombie by the time Tuesday rolls around. However, since the tireder I get, the sillier I get, there may be some interesting blogging ahead, so stay tuned....
...Susie is doing her taxes today....
I'm off today, and I intend to enjoy it by reading, napping, and watching movies (not necessarily in that order). Meanwhile, in case you are desperate for something to read, here's an excerpt from my brother's review of "War of the Worlds":
(Spoiler: he didn't like it too much...)
A million years ago, a far-more-intelligent & superior alien race buried thousands of death machines (huge Tripods) underground, which have remained undiscovered because they were apparently cleverly hidden "in-between" where all municipalities on Earth would ever lay water and sewer lines. Anyway, in 2005, members of this non-specific alien race return in the form of lightning-bolts to pilot the Tripods out of the ground. First, the Tripod monsters announce their presence with an unimaginative, steamboat-like "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK!" Then, they proceed to terrorize curious onlookers who must all be thinking, "Wow, a 900-foot gigantic, scary-thing just erupted out of the ground. I think I will get much closer and see if I can read the Industrial-Light-&-Magic copyright on its leg." The alien machines spend a good part of the movie disintegrating people, and conversely, another part of the movie harvesting people (to use as fuel?). I guess the aliens had no better idea of their purpose than the audience, other than one obvious objective, which was to prevent Tom Cruise from getting his loudmouth daughter to Boston to reunite with her Mommy. Luckily, Mommy happens to be vacationing in the only neighborhood in the entire movie that remains protected from the aliens' widespread destruction. Maybe it is an Historic district.
The ten hour day survived, I have the twelve hour day ahead of me next. Stay tuned.
One week until Thanksgiving. It's my job to make the mashed potatoes.
Step one: buy potatoes.
We'll see how that goes......
It's my day off, I have a cold, and I'm going back to bed. Somebody wake me if anything interesting happens....
Today is the blogathon for hurricane relief, but I don't feel like dealing with all the links to officially participate. However, I think I'll send my donation to either Samaritan's Purse or the Salvation Army, and if I can spare any more to the Mississippi Chapter of the Red Cross. I also read about an organization called Compassion Alliance that's sending help to the coast.
The scope of this disaster is unbelievable.
Almost (but not quite) as unbelievable is the number of idiotarians blaming Hurricane Katrina on Global warming. Between that and the looters, I've maxed out my disgust levels for the year.
Believe it or not, I have not forgotten the story I owe bullwinkle--I'm just stuck. My creative engine stalled, and it's type type type...delete delete delete... I have given myself a deadline of the end of this month to either finish it, or post what I have, even though it's at the cliffhanger stage. If the latter happens, you're welcome to not read it until it's done....
This is going to be one of those long workdays and since I don't know if I'll have the energy to post anything when I get home, I decided to slap something up on my blog so my loyal readers don't worry about me.
(Um--that was it. Really.)
And the deadline for the Birthday Bonfire is midnight tonight. Now that the Bonfire has hit the "Terrible Twos" I think we can look forward to bigger tantrums, louder whining and more "time for a nap" posts than ever before!
Happy Memorial Day, everyone. Have a burger for me, as I am headed off to work....
I haven't forgotten the story I owe bullwinkle. I've got about a page now. Part of me wants to post it to prove that I can be taken taken my word (I hate it when folks make promises and don't carry them through) but part wants to wait until the whole thing is written (because I hate the torture of waiting for sequels).
The Karnival of Kids can be found here.
Got pictures even cuter than those? Prove it! Post one on your blog and send the link to Karnival.kidz -at- gmail.com....
Now that I've got the Alliance blogroll all sorted out, it's time to start working on Spring cleaning here at my home. My various blogrolls are disorganized and slapdash (which, I note in astonishment, is rather like a metaphor for my life) and some contain links to sites that I have not visited in so long that they might just as well be bookmarks (my favorites list has several thousand links in no particular order except for the occasional, random alphabetization that I suspect my browser executed on the sly, few, if any, of which I have ever revisited--especially since I discovered it is so much quicker to type "Amazon.com" in the Google search bar and feel lucky about it). I therefore have decided to winnow out the chaff, and perhaps rearrange things a bit.
That's all. No pressure. I just wanted you all to know.
to redesign his logo--but that's not important right now. Since I can't seem to reach him via email, I thought I'd try a ping to inquire: How much longer until Alliance maintenance is re-enabled? The backlog is killing me!!!
Spring Break is over, my final project is almost done--in other words, look for more frequent blogging in the near future!
I'm not deliberately avoiding you, my loyal reader(s). I'm just overwhelmed.
Work. School. I'm dragging. Which I guess is better than being dragged or being "in drag". 'Tho' since I am a woman, and I frequently wear dresses and makeup, that does mean I'm usually in drag? Or would I have to wear men's clothes to qualify? Only, I sometimes wear slacks and a shirt. So is that drag?
I need more coffee.
So the end of semester is hurdling toward me, and thus I have my "final project" hanging over my head while, at the same time, our schools have Spring Break--meaning we'll be open noon to midnight for 9 days straight right when I need to have more time for homework rather than less. Meanwhile, today I get to call all the interviewees who I did not hire and say "Thanks for playing, please try again."
I'm going to toss some Excedrin in my purse. Too bad my bottle of peach schnapps is too big to fit....
*Thank God It's Monday
I'm still working on the story for bullwinkle. I'm up to three paragraphs now. Unfortunately I seem to have CLA (Cerebral Literary Arrest) which, like the dreaded Beal, has no known cure. But I have not forgotten it, nor will I--barring death, dismemberment, or abduction by aliens, I will finish this story!
Just not today.
Normally, St. Paddy's Day is not a gift-giving holiday. Some people send cards in an attempt to keep Hallmark in the black, but most people just wear green and hoist a few in tribute to their inner Irishman.
This year it's different. This year, the blogosphere as a whole has received a terrific gift.
Oh, somebody get their flamethrower and crawl into his template--his trackbacks aren't enabled. Thanks.
I survived work, and now have one more day to recuperate before my workweek starts Friday. Forecast: Sleep.
I'm waiting for the electrician to call me to say he is on his way so I can let him into the theater. Once there, I will call my boss and tell him the bad news about the sound in #2. I'm going to have the cashier warn the customers that there might be sound problems, but I still expect to get yelled at because 50¢ Day patrons are much less tolerant of mechanical or other problems than other customers. (I once had a 50¢ customer demand a refund because the seat he was in was uncomfortable! Sheesh, buddy--there are a hundred other empty ones you can try!)
Pray for me.
Again my work week dawns, and with more hours in store for me than usual due to the arrival of "The Incredibles" at a Dollar Theater near you.
If you haven't heard from me by Tuesday, send inquiries to the the local Mental Health facility. I'll be the one in the padded room, gibbering about Sqwigglies and haunted toilets....
We have a winner!!!!!
And commenter #4000, winner of the fabulous prize (determined by reader vote):
bullwinkle!!!! Don't worry, bullwinkle--for the sake of your namesake (Rocket J. Squirrel's best friend), I won't "be making him/her into something indecent like a liberal or French or anything like that..."
I guess to a non-blogger, a story is a better prize than linkage afterall...
I'm not much of one for "resolving." Usually I either do something or I don't. And I can't recall any New Year's Resolutions that I made in my misspent youth that I ever kept, so I've decided to make a list of things I don't resolve to do in 2005.
Hmmm...I need one more for an even dozen...
OK! I feel much better now...
Today is 50¢ day and I'm working noon-to-midnight, so I expect to be a basket case by 8pm. That may mean some good stories tomorrow, if I survive...
Comment Party at Pixy's! Harv, bring the slip-n-slide....
They say you can't keep a good blogger down. Well, apparently the same is true of a bad one.
Yep--Bloviating Inanities has moved to a better neighbohood.
Too bad Munuvia can't provide better content, too...
(I love ya, Bill--welcome back!)
Supposed to be finishing my final paper for my second-to-last class, so I'm just going to keep my opinions to myself today.
However, if you've got some extra money burning a hole in your pocket, the Spirit of America could use some of it to help out in Iraq. There's the logo in my sidebar you can click on (under "Seasonal Linkage") to donate, and credit will go to The Alliance of Free Blogs in the Blogger Challenge. December 15th is the deadline for donations, so scrape together that pocket change and please give today.
So vote, Dang you!
Well, my space bar responds now that I've burrowed under it, but it also now makes a groaning noise when it pops back up. I can't win, can I? Guess I'll either have to stop drinking coffee while surfing, or stop reading David's comments...
I'll probably just buy a new keyboard.
I missed posting yesterday, but it's not my fault!!!! I guess munu came back sometime while I was at work, and since it was today when I got home last night, I'd already missed yesterday. There was apparently some problem with monkeys and we'll be moving to a new neighborhood with better animal control this weekend. Stupid monkeys.
Anyway, since I have been acclaimed Supreme Media Goddess by my adoring readers, I promise to use my powers only for good. I will also make Dan Rather dress in sackcloth and ashes and walk barefoot to the White House where he must kiss the feet of Donald Rumsfeld.
I will now go work on the new "Standards and Practices" rules for all news outlets. (Note to self: limit lightning bolt usage in enclosed spaces).
As you may or may not know, the charming and always delightful Kevin the Wiz has been given Republican National Convention blogging creds, and thus was profiled by the Wall Street Journal Online. You can keep up with the doings of all the Convention Bloggers at the RNCBloggers Portal.
20. Tango & Cash*
19. Dark Blue*
18. Captain Ron
17. The Mean Season
16. The Barefoot Executive
15. Tequila Sunrise*
14. John Carpenter's The Thing
12. The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes
10. Executive Decision*
7. Escape from New York*
5. Used Cars*
4. 3000 Miles to Graceland*
And my number one favorite Kurt Russell movie of all time:
1. Big Trouble in Little China*
I have a little rant that I want to vent, but just about the time my coffee had reinflated my brain sufficiently to warrant usage of that organ, another wave of violent thunderstorms hit [we had a dilly of a series of storms yesterday while I was at work--the lights even flickered a few times and some streets flooded] and I had to turn off the computer. Naturally, I went back to bed so I could listen to the rain battering against the windows and the thunder rumbling like the world's biggest bowling tournament while I snuggled under the covers. Now that the storm has passed and the sun reasserted itself, I have to go to work. So be patient--it'll be worth the wait!
The good news is, all theaters are up and (basically) running. The bad news is, I have to leave for work in a few minutes, and will be there 'til midnight.
These Bonfire entries just seem to write themselves....
Read it, there'll be a quiz later....
Same pervert, better neighborhood....
It's about freakin' time!
The judges (Susie, Paul, Jennifer and Mr. Mouse) have spoken (well, emailed), the grades have been tallied, a complicated mathematical formula was discarded and replaced with a simpler one*, and a unique series of checks and balances was deemed unnecessary to identify the winners!
And the WINNER is......
Rob!!! for the Waterpump story.
Rob has his choice of any of the three prizes, and Ensie and KGB each have their choice of the second and third place prizes...watch for my email, you three!
Thanks to everybody who contributed!!!!!
* Each entry was assigned a letter grade by each of the judges, and the highest GPA was the winner.
OOPS! The entries are here. (Thanks, Harv!)
It's the final day for the Spirit of America fund drive!!!!! Check out all the offers below (via John of Augghhh!) who I think got this from Kevin the Wiz (but don't quote me)....
How would you like to own a signed copy of this Day by Day© strip?
Click on the strip to go to the auction page. This is a serious
Update: Chris has thrown in this extra for the winner - pick
ANY other single toon from the archive and he'll sign it too.
Bloggers At Your Service
Look for this symbol for exclusive offers from Team Spirit, where Quantity Is Job #1
The Practical Penumbra Stupid Customer Story Open has officially stopped taking entries, and the decision now lies in the hands of our judges....Winners will be announced on Friday, so stay tuned!
Sometime this weekend munu is getting a makeover* and I won't be able to post, and y' all won't be able to comment for a while. I'd be more specific, but then there'd be no mystery, would there?
*unfortunately it does not appear to involve eyeliner and mascara; it's some kind of geek ritual involving squirrels...
Well, I been busy sending my picture out to wonderful folks who've coughed up a donation to the Spirit of America challenge competition. So far, all the takers have been men! Don't be shy, ladies--I'm fully clothed! Plus, think what an ego boost it will be for you to discover that you are a much prettier blogger than I am! Just email me your donation receipt, showing you contributed through John of Argghhh!'s link, and peace of mind (that you are the fairest of them all!) shall be yours!
(Harv, if this doesn't work, I may have to offer that picture I have of you blogging naked...)
Oh--and if a picture of Susie isn't inducement enough, John of Argghhh! is auctioning (inert)munitions!
We've got prizes!!!! Valuable prizes!!!! For my contest!!!! Yay!!!!!
The winners (should they choose to accept them) will receive:
3rd place Set of Six Greeting Cards
2nd Place Baseball Cap
1st Place Tee Shirt
all of which are emblazoned with the motto of the quintessential bad customer: "The Rules Do Not Apply To Me."
Remember, tell me your best customer service nightmare story in the comments here...
Hurry! Offer ends Tuesday! (Void in the Caymen Islands and Somalia.)
Here’s what you gotta do…
Come up with the best taunt you can think of. Anything goes. You’ll only be judged by its quality!
Rally round, my readers!!! Help the Marines win the Peace!
Yes, boys and girls, I have decided to have a contest!!!!!! I know that many of my fellow bloggers work in either retail or tech support. And we all know that a surprising number of customers are idiots. May I present:
The Practical Penumbra Stupid Customer Story Open
Just tell your favorite stupid customer story in the comments to this post. You may enter multiple stories, but only one story per comment.
In order to be fair, folks who don't work in customer service are allowed to enter stories of stupid customers they have actually observed in action, but it must be a first-hand account--no hearsay allowed!
The deadine for entries is midnight EST (CDT) April 27, 2004, and winner(s) will be announced April 30th.
The decision of the judges (when I get some) will be final.*
There will be a prize of some sort (when I think of something), as well as valuable linkage to the top three finishers.
*I'm thinking about asking the Reverend Paul of Sanity's Edge, Jennifer of Jennifer's History and Stuff, and Mr. Mouse of Beyond the Black Hole to join me as judges because we all read Bill and thus are experts on stupidity. However, if any of them wishes to be a contestant, they will be excused from judging, and I'll try and find another of Bill's readers to take their place.
UPDATE: All three judges have acepted, and the prize thingie is under development.
...the Bonfire is up and ready for the marshmallows!
Bill Cimino is desperately seeking 327 comments today, so, in the interest of charity to the content-impaired, please drop by and help him out.
Anyway, by overwhelming majority (2 to 0), the gun button wins. Yay!
...that I am the Hostess for the 16th Bestofme Symphony, and have only received 4 (yes, FOUR!!!) entries!!!!
So, if you have a post that's at least two months old which you believe did not get all the adulation it deserved, send the link to firstname.lastname@example.org and I'll get it. I need it in my
box possession by midnight Eastern Sunday. (That's Sunday night, not Saturday night, in case you were wondering...)
Ok, let's just say 11pm Central time Sunday. And if you can't find anything of your own to promote, dig through the archives of a friend....
My arena football post can be found here.
I'm way behind on my blog announcement obligations. For example, I've been mean to point out that Tiger's given his blog a make-over, and it looks mah-velous! And, as an added bonus, the new look doesn't jump around when you scroll! Yay!
was tricked into am slated to be the hostess for the next Bestofme Symphony. If you have a post that's at least two months old which you believe did not get all the adulation it deserved, send the link to email@example.com and I'll get it. (I don't know how it works, I think gnomes deliver the emails to me when I'm sleeping--you need to ask Jim if they are union gnomes or scabs, because he hired 'em.)
Frank has a new T shirt.
And Bill Whittle has posted. Yay! (If anyone else is reminded of South Park's Underpants Gnomes, please let me know, so I don't feel so left fieldish....)
Serenity's broken ankle is going to cost $7244 plus incidentals to fix. Yikes! The bad part is she needs to scrape up 4K before they will even do the surgery!!!!
Here's the link to her PayPal button, in case you just won the lottery and don't know what to do with all that largesse...
So, perhaps a post topic for another day, unless the rest of you are too bored....
The results are in!
41% (335 votes)
23% (186 votes)
20% (163 votes)
8% (67 votes)
7% (61 votes)
1% (12 votes)
To see who the winner was, go here.
Well, with only a few minor glitches Munuvia seem to have arrived safely at its new server--just in time for me to head off to work. But at least you can now leave all those comments you've had bottled up all this time...
I confess--I cheated. Yep, I read the entries for Frank's Super Lucky Happy Fun Permalink Contest Number One II.
Some of them are pretty funny, Frank! It may be closer than you expect....
Die comment spammer, die! 184.108.40.206
and your brother! 220.127.116.11
Today's my 12 hour, and the owner's going to dropping by. Oh joy.
Blog at you tomorrow if I live....
Oh, and Harvey is an evil, evil man.... ;)
I think it's the dreaded beal again. "Beal," for those who may not be aware, is an illness characterized by having it. It's named after the character Howard Beal in Network, and was discovered by one of my college English Lit professors.
Susie: "I can't go to class, I have beal."
Helpful questioner: "What's beal?"
Susie: "It's the reason I can't go to class."
In this case, though, I think beal has struck the blogosphere with a vengeance. I know I have been unable to comment on others' blogs because of it, and I suspect that there was a particularly bad outbreak this past weekend--only a few hardy souls were able to post at all. Unfortunately, there is no known cure for beal. It strikes without warning, usually in winter time, and has no set duration. Research into its cause and treatment are sadly underfunded. In fact, very few people are even aware it exists!
I am therefore declaring this Beal Awareness Week in the blogosphere.
What can you do to help? Sympathize. That's about it. If you stop by a regular read and they haven't posted, just let them know in a comment that you understand: "Sorry about your beal. Hope you get better soon." If you are a sufferer, try to let your readers know: "No post today. Beal." or if you are a reader: "I'd like to comment, but I have beal."
We can get through this epidemic if we all pull together.
In other news, I'm naked under my clothes (well, nightie)...
...for an important announcement:
Let the celebrations begin....
Yay! I have a computer again! Yay! But I have to leave for work five minutes ago, so I'll be back after midinght.... Yay!!!!
I've been meaning to thank LeeAnn for the inspiration to put my picture on my blog. Ok, other bloggers (like Tiger) have their picture posted, and I think I've even seen a few other who use their baby pictures, but LeeAnn's is just so darned cute! And I needed a little cuteness to
counteract accentuate the crispness of the new design...
One of my next few posts will be number six hundred and sixty-six. Ever since I saw "The Omen" that number has freaked me out, kind of the way some people are about the number thirteen. I'm just going to have to console myself with the fact that MT isn't counting all my bogsplot posts, and the actual post of that number is well past and will probably never be known....
The Frankanator hath returned!!!!! And there was much rejoicing, and the people did feed upon the lambs, and sloths, and carp and large....
I've got a post I think I want to send to the Carnival of the Vanities this week, but I can't find out where it's at! (I checked the last one, H&H, and it didn't say). Anybody know?
Looks like I'm going to hit 20K today! I guess that's a respectable number of readers for six months' time...
In other news, the Bonfire is out of control this week, just before it goes on the road...
I'm zigging when I should be zagging--I think I'm back down to 6 or fewer functional little gray cells...probably not a good day to be operating complicated machinery, like movie projectors... so I think I'll play in my template and see what kind of havoc I am able to wreak in my weakened condition....
or maybe that's not such a good idea...I think I'll drive the car instead...
at the New Blog Showcase. If you voted last week, make sure your post is still on your front page Sunday night, or repost it. If there was nothing that grabbed your fancy, here's your chance because there are a lot of new entries... I recommend this post for foresight....
I managed to find my "50 things about me" post and put a link to it in my sidebar for any new readers who may be curious (or established readers who have poor memories...). Click on the cool mini banner that Jennifer made for me... (hint: it says "About me" under it ;)
Usually when I add someone to the blogroll I don't make too big a deal out of it. After all, dragging out the flamethrower, suiting up in the critter-proof hazmat ensemble and heading into the murky depths of the template to add a link is enough of a chore without blogging about it. However, today I am announcing an addition to my blogroll: The Gray Monk. I don't know how the monk stumbled upon my blog (obviously he took a wrong turn somewhere) but he posted some kind words and a trackback and naturally I had to check him out.
Ladies and Gentlemen, this post is hilarious! Who knew Science could be so drink-alertish? Read. Enjoy. You can all thank me later...
My long-time blog friend Norbizness is having a caption contest!
(What's the big deal, I hear you muttering, everybody has caption contests! Ah, but--this one has real prizes!!!!)
Go here and be witty!
Now that I have your attention, I want to promote Dana's new organization, Bloggers with Boobies. Membership is open to any blogger of the female gender; all you have to do is put the logo on your site and email Dana that you are proud of your assets!
Support the Boobies!!!!
Just a reminder that Sunday's my long day at work. I also have a ton of homework I've been neglecting, and since Monday starts the last week of the semester...
The Forecast: intermittent blogging with chance of comments
If you had linked to http://www.psychesknot.com, please change your link to http://psychesknot.typepad.com/psyches_knot/2003/11/black_decker_yo.html
in order to be counted...
for an unpaid non-political semi-important announcement....
Madfish Willie's is starting a "send me your posts" LinkLoveFest!
Tales From The
[Remember: There is no sex in The Champagne Room!]
Thanks to everyone who have sent him links in the past and he'll be looking
forward to more of your Tales From The Champagne