Hey, all. One more quick note about yesterday’s post.
Brent from the Weblog Review stopped by, and commented that he’s fixed the search problem I described below.
(Yes, normally, I’d have just deleted my text, but I kinda liked the mollusc thing. So sorry if you read an irrelevant paragraph or two.
Or, you know, irreleventer, I guess. It’s not like any of this crap is getting you any closer to nirvana, or a cure for cancer, or even a hot date. So nothing here is really ‘relevant’, I suppose. But now, thanks to Brent’s hard work, those paragraphs aren’t even true, either.
Yeah, yeah… neither is most of the ‘normal’ shit around here. Look, just let it go, all right? Enjoy the congressmen-and-molluscs dig, and just move on. I don’t know what else to tell you.
Except… I will say this — Brent stopped by because he’s got a nice surprise for me! I can’t tell you any more yet — I’ve been sworn to secrecy, and promised to draw and quarter myself if I spill the beans prematurely.
(Though frankly, I don’t see how I could get any further than drawing and halving myself. But that’s just logistics — if I end up deserving the punishment, then I suppose I’ll just have to find a way. But I don’t plan on it — I rather like all my quarters all attached in the middle, like they are now. I imagine it would get a bit drafty to have them otherwise. To say the least.)
Anyway, I can’t tell you what’s up, but suffice it to say that it’s pretty damned cool. So again I say, go check out the Weblog Review, and pick out a tasty blog or three to read. And thank Brent for all the hard work he’s put into the site, and the hundreds — yes, literally hundreds — of reviews he’s written. It’s all very cool. Trust me on this one.
As for me, I’ll be back later this evening with a real post. You know, about something. Or other. Or nothing, maybe — but at least it won’t be about me. Well, okay, that’s just a blatant lie. It’s almost certainly going to be about me. But at least it won’t be quite so blatantly self-serving as the last couple of posts. So look forward to that, if you’re into that sort of thing.
(Hey, come to think of it, this post really isn’t all that self-serving. I’ve talked about the Weblog Review more than anything else. Hell, if anything, this is a Brent-serving post.
But…um, I’m not gonna call it that. He seems nice and all, but thinking of myself ‘Brent-serving’ is just sorta creepy. And kinky, and shivery, in a not-so-good way.
Hey, if you’re reading, Brent, don’t take it personally, dude. Frankly, I’d feel the same about ‘Joe-serving’, or ‘Mark-serving’, or even ‘Emilio-serving’. Um, yeah — especially Emilio-serving. There’s something just wrong about that, dude. I’m getting all icky just thinking about it. Wuh.)Permalink | 1 Comment