I won’t have the luxury of waiting until day’s end to do this, so why don’t we just get this out of the way right now? Now’s a good time to point out that the Blogs of Note are randomized. Yes, that’s right, I’m such a geek AND I’m so stressed about the perception of playing favorites that I spent three hours hacking together a system whereby Blogs of Note are stored in a database table and randomly sequenced every time you visit this page. I really need to get out more. Anyway…
- Moving along the list of tabs at the top of my Mozilla window, we start with Emily. She just started school, bicycles a lot and apparently finds coconuts far more interesting than condoms. Not that I blame her.
- At the one-year anniversary of her site, the proprietess of Blogatelle experienced a crisis of faith. One devoutly hopes that the crisis passes and she resumes the butt-kicking work of which her fans are so enamoured.
- Phoemeister loves The Sims, though one could argue that she likes some strange things about the game. There aren’t any hamster updates, but we do get an interesting slang primer as well as a couple of long and funny chat logs.
- Matt of debris.com throws like a girl. You heard it here first, folks. Well, second.
- Captain Rooba digs the Punk Kittens, peering down on peoples’ homes from space, and amusing after-party anecdotes. He hates stupid people, but anyone with enough common sense hates stupid people. More to the point, he wants your “stupid people” stories so he can carry on the fight for more common sense. I can get behind that idea…
- Thanks to Melpster we know that this past Monday was Vance DeGeneres’ birthday. Cool! It is also revealed that in addition to being a big Vance fan, she also loves MST3K. More cool! She awoke this morning feeling The Love, albeit a generalized vague sort of The Love. But hey, everybody needs Love.
- Sar of Dragon Ink got another domain, though she probably shouldn’t have. The He-Man vs. She-Ra debate continues on into the new millenium, thanks in part to that gods-awful new rendition. (Ewww.) When you get right down to it, though, what Sar is all about is ideas. Lots and lots and lots of ideas.
- Fluttergirl. Let’s see… Punk Kittens, tainted Pepsi, overweight canines, casting your own movie, group blog, pricey sneakers, Anna Nicole marathon, possible job in Portland (yay!). Did I miss anything? You be the judge.
- At Argephontes, brevity is the soul of Friday Fives. (Hell, hers is even more terse than the one I did a few weeks ago.) The start of the football season is cause for celebration, doggie porn is probably not. Nor are CD-ROM drives that don’t like audio CDs.
- Meanwhile, Madame Sinister is an electricity freak, or so she says. Remember, it’s just three months. I wonder what it’s like to be a wheelchair wrangler… but not enough to actually go find out. Lip-syncing always sucks, though I find the notion that Axl Rose was the only person at the VMAs to buck the trend just a little bit weird.
- Jessy has gone back to her new home. Hopefully that DSL hookup will come soon so she can return to us.
- Snappy the Clam sent the rugrat to kindergarten this week, which is one of the most mind-altering experiences a parent can have. He’s doing a lot of testing, probably of the Moveable Type/Emacs thing though it’s hard to be sure. Duly noted is the nigh-inevitable weeding out of the rampaging hordes of blogs that started up over the last couple of years. (I’m not going anywhere, thank you. You should be so lucky.)
- This week, the Cosmic Babe started work, causing an inevitable drop in posting output. Money is a good thing, though, so who are we to complain? Earlier in the week she marveled at how an activity that should be sexy can somehow manage not to seem at all sexy. One of the demonspawn had a fever. School supplies were shopped for much the same way they were at the Kerezman house (that is, the day before school started). It would appear that the workplace will probably become rich anecdotal source material in fairly short order.
- Placed last by sheer blind luck, Q Daily News laments the decreased mindshare of the concept of free speech. Also sorely missed are sniglets. (I collected Far Side calendars, but I probably would have gotten a kick out of a Sniglets calendar.) Duly noted is a whale of a coincidence. We’re also treated to a couple of bits of neat medical stuff. (While I could never be a doctor, I find medical science interesting from time to time.)