It's nice to see ol' Goeff jumping on the blogging bandwagon. Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog: Chaucer the Holy-Wood Scabbe. (via Fussy)
But then you come back around with a gem like this, and I fall in love with you all over again: best of craigslist : The Zen of Costco.
Next, allow your body and brain to come back slowly to the real world as you face the geometry problem of loading up a 2-seater convertible with all your purchases. Will the toilet paper fit in the front seat? Spatial awareness is important. This exercise will prepare you for re-entry.
Tom Coates has an excellent, excellent, post regarding PR flacks, online marketing, and advertising that uses bloggers as mules for their messages: plasticbag.org: This is not a brothel.... This makes me happy that nobody knows about me or my blog. Via Fussy.org.
Sweet Moses, mimi smartypants, this is brilliant:
"Are you guys virgins?" They [a group of underaged boys at a local show] looked collectively offended and said no, so I said, "That's too bad, I'm kind of on a scavenger hunt." I really don't know where that came from but they ended up going away, so THE END.
I'm not sure I like it, but if you can't see it employ ye olde [shift]-reload.
I'm still twiddling and I would love your thoughts. If you have suggestions, I'd love to hear them at kcurro [at]gmail[dot]com or in the comments.
Well said Jessica, well said: indexed: We're all going to Hell..
From the always entertaining mimi smartypants:
Also on Friday, in between chicken wings and mary jaaaaaane, I suggested to Nora that we go to the playground. She pumped her fists in the air and yelled, "SCIENTIFIC!" This is excellent happy-exclamation slang and we should all start using it immediately. Scientific is the new kick ass.
Sweet Mercy, this is for real? Apparently there is a Blogger & Podcaster Magazine. "For aspiring new media titans"? Are you kidding me? Hat Tip: If you decide to do something foolish, like launch a print mag. for bloggers, at least make the website have easy to find content. What a pageclick nightmare this gorilla is.
(courtesy of Kottke, who gets blogging right.)

in the day and age of instant messaging and the internet, the problem more or less still remains that you can only talk to those you know. In such cases when you don't know to whom you are conversing, Post-Its prove an effective means of communication.
Happy! No wonder Mrs. Mason looked chipper post labor: all hail the epidural :D Congratulations Maggie and Brian and little Hank. Link: Twitter / Maggie.
I'm hot and cold on the Amateur Gourmet Adam Roberts: Sometimes his posts on AG are great and entertaining, and other times they seem to pass me by; it's probably just two different people passing in the blogosphere, nothing more. But when I read his piece on Serious Eats regarding eating and the reasons why we feel guilty about it I came around and appreciate his writing on this topic. Take a gander: Serious Eats: Eating Pretty.
I really wish I had found indexed when I was sitting in class hearing* the professor talk about our previous exam and replay video clips of modified barium swallows from said exam during our last class of the semester when we were all itching to write our damned evaluations.
*Not listening because I was tracking a UPS package online instead.
After reading his blog for a few years I had the honor of meeting Anil at Gel 2004 and he was incredibly nice to a lowly D list blogger such as myself. And while he doesn't post quite as often as he used to every so often he posts a real gem. The secret of the blogosphere is out, we want to eat your brains.
I'd write more, but I'm knee deep in analyzing the spelling errors (and accuracies!) of dyslexic children and what they say about their underlying phonological processes and compensatory strategies.
I've been tagged. Here we go:
Four jobs I've had:
Four movies I can watch over and over again:
Four Place I Have Lived:
The last two don't really count, as I think it's a difference only in municipalities, rather than actuall location.
Four TV Shows I Love:
Four Places I've Vacationed:
Four of My Favorite Dishes:
Gosh only FOUR!?
Four Sites I Visit Daily:
Four Places I'd Rather Be Right Now:
Four People I'm Tagging:
Received today regarding my recipe for my made up cocktail, the Slutty Nun:
A new comment has been submitted to your weblog "Bread & Coffee," on the post "The Slutty Nun."
Comment from:
Name: A Proud CATHOLIC
Email: [REMOVED to protect the humorly challenged]
Comment:
You could've picked a better name than "the Slutty nxx" why would you scandalize people like this. the nuns and priests sacrifice for all of us and you have the nerve to trash whose names represent people of charity???
I finally feel like a legitimate blogger now. It's an awesome way to start my birthday! (for real!)
He can compose and perform a love ballad to the U.S. Secretary of State. Ladies, you know you want a peice of Ze Frank.
Neat little photoset on Flickr: Transparent Screens Pool.
Take a gander at the most imaginative and creative baby songs for Jennville's little bundle of joy Arlo. Be sure to click on the link at top to see the first one she posted.
Ze Frank says it best. Happy "Slap a Girl with a Bloody Strip of Goat's Hide" Day!"
Upon returning from NYC, I wish very much to photograph the people in my neighborhood. A fun little photolog project courtesy of David.
Some of you might remember a few food related posts I put here with the subtitle "Bread & Coffee". I've decided to take those posts and spin them off into their own blog, you know, kind of like Joanie Loves Chachi. So now you can see what I've been wasting my time on rather than posting here.
This weekly features blog will concentrate on the narratvies and reviews of recipes, gadgets, or restaurants with guest writers and illustrators on occasion.
So please go check it out, sign up for the mailing list or leave a comment. I'd love to hear what you have to say. And if this new blog gives one person a new idea for dinner or the penchant to try something new and daring, well then I'd say the blog is a success.
And you know, as a peace offering for the complete lack of updates here, go be voyeristic or something and enjoy photos of my cats. And snake. And husband.
So this past week was spent knee deep in real work and in side projects and sunshine and with new electronic gadgets and bathing in jazz which means I was spending more time thinking about ERP systems and restaurant reviews and being outside and Rebels and Australian blues than posting something here.
You'd think I'd have photos to post, and you'd be correct, except my darling hubby kicked me off the machine that had them so he could "do work" on his photos of his oil paintings. *Pffft*. Like that's more important than entertaining you, Internet.
Is this what passes for 'design' these days? Please tell me this is some sort of self parody, or some sort of joke on the rest of the blogs out here (including this one.) Because if it isn't a small part of me has withered. Lance, say it ain't so!
Update: I laughed. Because Zeldman's post skewering Lance for letting glassdog devolve to a blog (um, and what was it before? Long essay-ish entries.) could be taken seriously or jokingly. The problem is nobody seems to know which is the right way he intended. He seems so serious in most of his posts, so is he serious here? Is there a right/left coast smackdown brewing? Or just two popular bloggers getting the last laugh on the rest of us? STAY TUNED!
... And here Matt Weiler has to patiently explain the difference between a weblog and a chat room. No kidding, they asked both of us about that. It's like getting a squirrel confused with a mailbox because they're both on the sidewalk.
Go read Poundy's funny breakdown of a local Chicago Fox affiliate attempting to do a report on blogging.
In one of the most ill-informed things I've read about blogs lately, Angus Lind from the Times-Picayune claims that blogs are much ado about nothing. I could write a missive dealing blows to this weak attempt to satisfy to a copy editor's deadline, but I'd be interested in hearing from those of you who read this blog. What do you think? Are blogs just a bunch of hooey? If so, why are you here? If not, why do you think blogs are interesting?
By the way, my favorite color is light blue these days, and I'm drinking water from a Nalgene bottle. LOLZ0RS OMG!!!!11!
Tell a story without saying a word. Absolutely charming! Courtesy of Currently.
Internet Observation 457: The problem with being a famous blogger is that eventually people will meet you in real life.
457.a: Corollary to the above, the problem with being a very unfamous blogger is that people will start asking for your URL.
One thing that keeps me coming back to Maciej's site is his thoughtful prose (another would be his devilish European demeanor). I cannot say if his writing style can be attributed to the fact that he is very smart, bilingual (and bicultural), patient, or all three, but there is something wonderfully enchanting about his writing that makes me feel like I've just had a conversation with him. If I could write half as well about my hometown I'd be quite satisfied. But since I don't (and tend to write off the cuff) you should read about Bukowina Tatrzańska.
Read Shiny Shiny later when I have more time. But don't let that stop YOU from enjoying it now. :^)
Found this little gem over at rumandmonkey.com. A skewering of the typical LiveJournal blog entry. If you're going to write about your day, take a cue from Dooce or IzzlePfaff and make it funny.
I've been working on a new spring-ish design for this here blog but with the weather being like it has I just don't have that urge to update it. Twenty degree F weather will damper one's enthusiasm for spring-like things. I'm just excited to see the frozen grass rather than three month old snow. Baby steps, I suppose.
Has anybody been able to get to MetaFilter, Megnut, or A.Wholelottanothing.org lately? The last several days I haven't been able to call up the server or ping to it. Just wondering if anybody knew what was up with Matt's machine.
I've been a long time reader of Lileks. While I do not usually agree with his politics I respect him as a writer and he can usually put forth a good argument. He cloaks his lastest post as a "Screed" but, sorry, screw that. If you post it, even if you say, "Well, I was just VENTING..." you still look like a raving loony for not having the control to type it all out, and then walk away from the [upload] button.
And so today I heartily recommend Lileks fans to don some foul weather gear because the spittle is bound to get ya. And if it's in the eye, I'm sure Lileks would be all the happier. Ya damned Liberal Hippie!
Meg of Megnut/Pyra/Blogger fame recently posted her thoughts on comments in weblog posts. It got me thinking, thinking lead to writing, and well, look where *that's* gotten me.
I have the utmost respect for Meg and the work she had done. My comments should not be construed as a dig but rather an interpretive echo, if you will.
1. ... Are you writing about something that can engender a discussion? And do you want to have a discussion about it? Not everything needs a discussion, and if it doesn't, think about disabling comments for a post, if only to avoid spammers and trolls.
I leave comments on for all my posts, with a few exceptions. You can say that I've taken her observation and turned it inside out. Leaving comments on works for me because I am a little known website with only a few readers, most of whom I know and have a good idea of where they sleep at night. While one particular post may not warrant discussion, sometimes the comments themselves will spawn a new comment on my site, or a side discussion. I've only started writing on TypePad and so my comments are, um, well, few (/me looks at readers, eyeing them sternly. I know you're out there, is it that my posts are so dry that you can't drum up a response? .... Drat, I thought as much.) So while Meg says "turn them on only if you specifically want to" I'd counterpoint with, "Turn them off if what you are posting is not open for discussion."
2. Do I have time to manage a conversation right now? It's easy to turn on comments, it takes work to host a discussion. Especially when the post is controversial or inflammatory, the poster needs to be prepared to stay on top of the thread.
She's dead on. Need some examples? View Jason Kottke's website. Turning on comments does require attention, however take it with a grain of salt. Meg, Jason, and others such as Dooce and Powazek are incredibly popular (aka the digerati.) Me? A complete unknown. And that's just fine, because I know my audience (for right now) are my friends and family. I want them to participate in conversation and I know for the most part they will be civil. The important caveat to my response is: Make sure you stay on top of your target audience. Dooce is a prime example of a site which had comments on for a very long time, but she eventually had to shut them off because of trolls and Sarah B. is going through the growing pains of online popularity. Remember though, that turning off comments doesn't stop the deluge of hate mail though.
3. Is this conversation over? There comes a point in every thread when the conversation is done, either because posts have petered out or because it's gotten so out of control and unpleasant that it needs to end.
If you're going to leave comments on you have to monitor the threads. Period. It's your responsibility, lest your site become a google bomb for some unsavory website.
Rather than just having a blanket rule -- whether that's "comments on" or "comments off" -- it would be nice if we could consider these questions before posting. Turning on comments is an opportunity and a responsibility.
I think it's perfectly okay to have blanket rules. So comments are on all the time, or they're off. What makes a good blogger is someone who has control over their site and sometimes that means turning comments off, or ending a discussion. You just have to know your audience, and that's 99% of any website.
Despite recent bellyaching by some people about why blogs are useless I for one think that the blog phenomenon is a wonderful explosion of ideas. Sure there's lot of chaffe out there in that grainery, but hey, that's why you don't go to sites you don't like, right?
One of my favorite blogs to visit is LanguageHat. I don't know who this chapeau afficionado is but he constantly has the most facinating blog entries about phonetics and language from around the world. Of particular note is his recent entry titled, "Deaf Thinking". Given my background I was quite interested in this and highly recommend any visitors to my site to read the post and the comments.
Language is a beautiful and completely mystical thing.
It feels weird, but my bank account will thank me in the end. So, if you are so inclined, raise a glass to new beginnings here at Absquatulate. In a few days www.absquatulate.com will redirect here. Salut!
I've decided to switch to TypePad for hosting and blogging services. So, for the next few days things might be a little wonky. I hope you'll bear with me while I work on getting the new site up and migrating over all my archives.
Today I chatted very briefly with Megnut. She was kind enough to return an unsolicited IM from me regarding her blog. Whatta gal!
I am a sucker for photo blogs. So here are three gems sure to put a smile on even the dourest of faces:
It's legit. It's funny. It's Bubby.
DS and I sent each other fake friday five questions. He's already answered his softball questions that I lobbed at him. Here are my answers to knuckleballs:
Q: You've got a limitless amount of money. You've got an important business event to go to. You have to wear something to it, but you can afford to get anything you want and enough time to get it. What do you wear?
A: Well since I have so much money, I'd wear whatever my personal stylist recommends because s/he would know me better than I know me. And it would all be hand crafted by the finest tailors and cobblers in Italy and they would be paid handsomely for their unique efforts. Preferably it will harken back (but not direcly copy) to the days of Katharine Hepburn, with a modern twist.
Q:What is God?
A: This question is wholly unfair. I mean, I ask him what his favorite candy bar is, and he comes back with THIS. What is God? My answer is:
QWhich is your favorite season of the year and why?
Still to this day it's fall in the NorthEast. I love the cool crisp weather. I love feeling the autumn wind whip through my hair. I always feel more aware during the fall, as compared with the heat induced coma of summer and the relative dreariness of winter (in Rochester, at least.) I love wearing sweaters and jeans and hiking boots. I love gathering with friends around a fire sipping hot mulled cider and cocoa. I am also blush morbid every once in a while, and there is something I like about the cycle coming to an end and that process of sleep in order to renew. I also find the season to be a cold reminder that we aren't that far removed from less advanced times, where people struggled to survive harsh winters with naught but their wits. It keeps me in touch with my mortality, in a good way.
Q: What song (or songs, if you can't settle on one) should be played at your funeral?
A: All of Vivaldi's "The Four Seasons".
Q:Name the top ten things you want most in your life (yes... ten). We're talking about your life here, so things like world peace and an end to famine aren't really applicable.
A: In no particular order
I have been reading too much Dooce because apparently I've got a meanstreak going.
Ladies and gentlemen, furbabies of all ages, I present to you the Meditative Cat. What follows is a notable highlight:
Our sweet Monday passed away, over the Rainbow Bridge and into the Summerlands, on December 28, 2001 and on May 11, 2002 we lost our dear Princess Honeybear. I've built two memorial pages, both to honor their memory and to help others who have lost furbabies of their own. Click on the beating heart to visit the memorial pages or just continue down this page to turn back the clock and have some fun with Monday and Honeybear and their family and friends in happier times.
Furbabies. She refers to her cats as Furbabies, people. I have two cats, and you know what, THEY'RE CATS, NOT BABIES WITH FUR.
I think I need a vacation from the web for a while.
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Bruce Campbell: If Chins Could Kill: Confessions of a B Movie Actor
I'm still waiting to warm up to this autobiography. Maybe I need to see Army of Darkness again. (**)