Beginnings
My grandmother probably has her own blog at this point and I want in. I suspect that blogging shall be my entree to fame, riches, and supermodel/nobel-prize-winning girlfriends, so here it goes. I have so much to say and stuff.
I plan on posting on the things that interest me: movies, philosophy, news, the bald spot I am developing (but which I am assured is basically invisible), tasty things, my own superb soul.
I plan on posting on the things that interest me: movies, philosophy, news, the bald spot I am developing (but which I am assured is basically invisible), tasty things, my own superb soul.
posted by Idris at 5:50 PM
4 Comments:
I've always thought you had a beautiful soul, dude.
City Ninja (if that really is your name):
I feel your pain and sudden desire for scotch. But this world is a vale of tears.
-Rural Samurai
PS: Read my blog: ruralsamurai.typepad.com It is great. Its all about my on-going medical problems and the lawsuits subsequent upon them. There is also a discussion of my evil neighbors. From time-to-time I post my poems.
City Ninja:
Apparently I need to respond to your worries about the growth of the blog-o-sphere. Don't fret. Nothing has changed about my willingness to go to the bar, sip beer, talk shop, and (upon reaching the requisite level of intoxication)embarrass myself by confessing undying love for my friends. Actually, I suspect I want that more than ever. I cannot speak for the daily akratic or Robby G, of course.
Rural Samurai:
Who are you and why do you keep posting on me and my friend's blogs? Doesn't you wife's llama ranch -- and your extensive research into the Atlantis myth -- keep you busy enough. It is a little creepy, to say the least.
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