I’d occasionally do this about once a month–pull a search log report off the server and see why people are dropping by. Honestly, it was a good way just to make a post; I didn’t have to think to have content, because you good readers gave me the content and a platform to rant, orContinue reading “On Search Phrases”
Category Archives: Asides
On Asking Allyn Questions
I’ve been thinking about this; I’ve seen people do it on LiveJournal. I am opening the floor to questions from the audience. I am, indeed. So what do you want to know? If you want to know how I take my coffee, here’s your chance. If your question is too personal, potentially libelous, or borderlineContinue reading “On Asking Allyn Questions”
On Being a Tree
If I were a tree, what kind of a tree would I be? You scored as The Oak. In Celtic astrology, you’re an Oak, the most sacred of trees. The animal symbol that accompanies this tree is the wren. The ancient Druids say Oak people are wise, strong, responsible, self-motivated, optimistic and good leaders inContinue reading “On Being a Tree”
On a Question for the Audience
Is there anyone reading this, anyone at all, that doesn’t know that I’m a guy? Anyone? Please, raise your hand. Raise it high. You won’t be mocked, I just want to know. Y’see, I really don’t want to have more brain-scrubbing moments. I’m not blaming anyone. I’m just saying. So, yes, I am a guy.Continue reading “On a Question for the Audience”
On Heads
My dad has a joke he likes to tell. “God only made so many perfect heads. To all the rest he gave hair.” Pictures of Brit-Brit’s new foliclely-challenged scalp convince me, at least by my dad’s joke, that God did not give her a perfect head. Yikes, take those images from my mind! Some womenContinue reading “On Heads”
On Farpoint Conversations
Keith: “I love this song. He’s so earnest in his vocals.” Me: “It’s ‘House of the Rising Son.’” Terri: “Yes, but the lyrics are about Winnie-the-Pooh.” Me: “You took a song about a New Orleans whore house, and turned into a song about Winnie-the-Pooh?” Keith: “Yep.” Me: “You’ve just fucked with my childhood. That’s notContinue reading “On Farpoint Conversations”
On Idiots
Cthulhu help me, a Brooklyn idiot tells me he visits Baltimore frequently. If anyone gives this idiot my phone number or address, there will be retribution. The last thing I want is this dumbass showing up on my doorstep trying to be friendly. Just getting that out there and letting it be known.
On Fictional Dinner Companions
I saw this on Adam-Troy Castro’s newsgroup today, and I thought I’d post it here: Prompted by a post in Unca Harlan’s Art Deco Dining Pavillion, I challenge the group to name the five fictional characters they would most like to invite to their dinner party. In the case of villains, I include the provisionContinue reading “On Fictional Dinner Companions”
Just an Observation
Sometimes I feel like I should’ve taken up kickboxing.
On the Morning Blahs
One of those mornings, when I can’t get out of bed. Blah. One of those mornings where I dreamt the alarm going off, where I dreamt hitting the snooze button five or six times. I hate those nested awakenings. Blah. We may see snow flurries today. Better than yesterday’s rainy, blustery day. Blah. My coffeeContinue reading “On the Morning Blahs”