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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...
Last week I posted a cropped photo from the outdoor adventures I had with my gal down in Monterey, and made the invitation for some of the nobodies who don’t read my blog, which nobody ever reads, to guess what the thing was supposed to be. Well, the response has been overwhelming. A lot of people think I bought her a fur coat. Someone thought it was a porcupine, and one guy was sure I’d somehow pointed a camera down the throat of that thing Jabba the Hutt wanted to throw Luke into…possibly a nod back to a metaphor I had admired earlier.
Well, here ya go.
It’s a stupid squirrel. He was so freakin’ oblivious to the possible danger from the tall two-legged pink things, he let me stick the camera almost in his ear. No, he wasn’t hungry. Looked kind of bored, really. I do have that effect sometimes. But if I wanted to throw a big net over him, there wasn’t anything stopping me. And he thinks he’s some kind of wild animal. What a dumb squirrel.
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Funny — it looked like a school of fish swimming vortex-style to me.
I have a couple of pictures of non-timid squirrels from vacation in the Rockies a few years ago.
- philmon | 11/11/2006 @ 23:59(a) You’re near Monterey!!??? You very lucky duck.
(b) You change layouts almost as often as I do! At the moment, though, the posts start way way down the page except when you go to comments. (I’m on I.E. if that’s relevant.)
(c) What do you think of WordPress?
(d) Keep on trucking, as my father used to say.
- aup | 11/12/2006 @ 01:37Near Monterey. Well, it’s a Clinton “near,” depends on your definition. Took four hours, give or take.
My fellow motorists helped make it long and tense. See, I’m not from here and I’m a little bit strange. I actually use my turn signals when changing lanes.
Sorry for the frequent layout changes. I’m starting with someone else’s template and adapting it for my own uses one step at a time, and as I go I’m breaking every rule of coding/development/production control that has ever been written or spoken. I’m being very thorough about that last one. It’s not a systematic effort to break rules, it just looks that way.
- mkfreeberg | 11/12/2006 @ 08:47