Just Because It's Cliche Doesn't Mean It's Passe

August 13, 2005

Just Because It’s Cliche Doesn’t Mean It’s Passe

Afternoon, folks.

Remember when I mentioned that I was working on a new feature, and that I’d unleash it in a couple of days? No? Not paying attention? Fine.

Nevertheless, I wasn’t just mouthing off to hear my gums waggle. Or, um, typing off to hear my fingers tippy-tap. No, the first one’s better; scratch that tappy-finger nonsense.

Look, the point is, I’ve been working on a new page for the past week or so, and it’s finally ready for an unveiling. I know that I’ve not been around as much over the past few weeks, and so I thought I might leave you something to entertain yourselves with when I’m not around. Like buying a video game for your kid, or a chew toy for your dog. Or a dildo for your wife, that sort of thing. Or… you know, something less demeaning than any of those examples, if you can think of one. ‘Cause I sure couldn’t.

Anyway, have a look at the new page if you like. I call it The Cliche-O-Matic, and I’ll be adding much more to it soon. No, really — whether you like it or not. You can’t stop me. You can’t even hope to contain me. I’ve got fifteen more goodies lined up right behind the five already on the page. And there’s nothing you can do about it now; I’m on fire over here.

So, there you go. Check out The Cliche-O-Matic. It’s silly. It’s juvenile. It’s MadLibs gone loopy. Soon, I’ll link it up from the sidebar over there on the left, once I’ve done a bit more testing and have some more content to play with. Comments and suggestions — and numbers for mental health professionals — are, as always, quite welcome. You kids have fun, and enjoy the weekend. Ciao.