Alarming News: I like Morgan Freeberg. A lot.
American Digest: And I like this from "The Blog That Nobody Reads", because it is -- mostly -- about me. What can I say? I'm on an ego trip today. It won't last.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: We were following a trackback and thinking "hmmm... this is a bloody excellent post!", and then we realized that it was just part III of, well, three...Damn. I wish I'd written those.
Anti-Idiotarian Rottweiler: ...I just remembered that I found a new blog a short while ago, House of Eratosthenes, that I really like. I like his common sense approach and his curiosity when it comes to why people believe what they believe rather than just what they believe.
Brutally Honest: Morgan Freeberg is brilliant.
Dr. Melissa Clouthier: Morgan Freeberg at House of Eratosthenes (pftthats a mouthful) honors big boned women in skimpy clothing. The picture there is priceless--keep scrolling down.
Exile in Portales: Via Gerard: Morgan Freeberg, a guy with a lot to say. And he speaks The Truth...and it's fascinating stuff. Worth a read, or three. Or six.
Just Muttering: Two nice pieces at House of Eratosthenes, one about a perhaps unintended effect of the Enron mess, and one on the Gore-y environ-movie.
Mein Blogovault: Make "the Blog that No One Reads" one of your daily reads.
The Virginian: I know this post will offend some people, but the author makes some good points.
Poetic Justice: Cletus! Ah gots a laiv one fer yew...
This fellow’s photo-blog is a thing of beauty. Partly because his pix are as stunning as you would expect, as he sails wherever he pleases and captures sunrise & sunset across aquatic vistas unspoiled by man. And partly because he’s living my dream. One of my dreams anyway. Perhaps it should be unsurprising that on a relative basis, he’s flooding us with traffic since he mentioned us a few hours ago.
What is it about the ocean? It could be fairly said that one picture of the ocean resembles all other pictures, ergo, you seen one you seen ’em all. But that’s hardly the way it works now, is it? Paradoxically, the old saw about no snowflake resembling any other, for all practical purposes is true…but…you can get bored pretty quick looking at snowflakes.
People don’t get tired of looking at the ocean. On the cruise last spring, I could sit outside my stateroom and watch it all day and all night, if only my ass didn’t start hurting and there wasn’t…you know, lots of stuff to do. It’s nature’s battery-charging station. Give me 36 hours — two nights and a day — with an ocean, and I can take on anything.
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