From MadHaiku, via MasterCowfish:
peer over the edge
and stare into Sitemeter
Sitemeter stares back
Seriously.
Seriously.
This has gone far enough.
So I was teaching a blogging class on Saturday, and we were talking about blog promotion and linking and, naturally, I showed them Technorati. And, naturally, I checked this blog on Technorati.
As one does.
And it had gone up by a couple of hundred places, after having been dreadfully stagnant for a few weeks.
And there was much rejoicing.
And I happened to check it earlier today as well. Just because. I sometimes enjoy checking Technorati. It’s healthy. It’s what normal people do. It’s not obsessive at all.
And I had lost three thousand, two hundred places.
And there was a darkness over the face of the sun, and the gnashing of teeth.
And I happened to check Technorati again two hours later. It’s normal. It’s healthy. We covered this, okay?
And I had gone up four thousand, nine hundred places.
I am, thanks to the crisis-aversion actions taken by, respectively in order of the order they action-took, devblog, Sean Heather, and The Sister, getting my groove back, somewhat. Sean also stuffed me with exotic meats and cheeses (a godsend to those of us who live with raw vegan chef-types; my cholesterol count was getting dangerously low) while Kurtis plied me with succulent sherry so rich and voluptuous that Jay-Z tried to chat it up. Ah, I love working for the hospitality industry!
In any case, here’s a nice ten-minute Mylene Farmer megamix to both express the return of my groovitude and uh, fill the blog up and hold you until I write something better. And now I’m off to hit the grocery store like Katrina hit the Gulf Coast. Oh, there will be Brie on the ceiling by the time I’m done with it, you wait and see! I am the Sam Peckinpah of shoppers!
I would put up a post, but quite frankly I’m completely frazzled and preoccupied. I am like a Chihuahua on crack. In a blender.
I need to round up a good solid $300 by the end of this month, OR ELSE. Seriously, I haven’t even got the presence of mind to trawl through the quizzes and post something amusing. Besides, I’ve spent most of the past two days running around the city putting up flyers for my blogging course this weekend.
Seriously: anybody want to hire me to coach them via IM. Like, before Monday?
You see that Operation Global Media Domination Paypal button, right? Right?
Or, do. Don’t hold back, bro. Let it out. We’re all upset Atene isn’t releasing any new vids.
At last, YouTube Superstars Brian Atene and Chris Crocker: together again for the first time!
via Defamer, and btw did you know that the heretofor dignified FFE is one of Chris Crocker’s neighbors? Oh yes, thereby hangs a tale, no doubt. By its pink frosted acrylic nails.
[UPDATE: POOPYCACA: the eedjut took it down.
I post it and within half an hour, he’s kilt it. Did we ever go out? No reason I ask…]
Here’s your consolation prize: an apparently naked, fully mature
and partially drunk Brian Atene performing a scene from Brokeback Mountain
and his original audition tape (also known as Good DAY, Mister Kubrick) is here