Remember Garfield Without Garfield? Well, the premise is fundamentally wrong. This actually is sadder with the cat.
The saddest thing is, of course, the likelihood that this chart represents the culminating physical pleasures of this poor Zeta Male’s life.
Because it is late/early and I have been up for 30 straight hours and I am somewhat punchy (and, you might have noticed, somewhat crabby lately), I am going to do a lightning round of Operation Global Media Domination.
Look at the searches that brought people to my blog! Mother would be so proud:
Search Engine Terms
These are terms people used to find your blog.
Today
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Search Views fairy 85 britney sex tape 62 cthulhu 41 britney spears sex tape sex tape 28 audrey hepburn 27 steve jobs 20 christian bale remix 14 siegfried and roy 14 winona ryder sex 12 porn slideshow 12
And, yay, I got in the Vancouver Sun’s Digital Life blog with Fearless City. A couple of times, actually, but I’m too lazy/tired to find the Wordcamp Whistler entry. Oh, here I am; wow, even I am impressed my self-promotional instincts outrank my instinct for sleep right now.
Have you seen Twitter recently? It ain’t what it used to be, I can tell you that! Not since they let in the Great Unwashed! Why, back in my day we had to type uphill both ways in the snow!
Now, thanks to the magic which is Historical Tweets, you too can enjoy the tweets of some of the greatest historical figures of all time, captured here for posterity’s sake, Twitter’s 3000 tweet archive limit be damned!
Some examples:
Martin Luther King:
Sacagawea:
Harriet Tubman:
And lastly, some dude from Italy. Now THAT is what you call a flamewar!
For fans of flamewars, of which there is rumoured to be an overrepresentation around these parts although who knows, eh? the following transcripts, taken verbatim from the Twitter accounts of your fine blog hostess, mineownself, and John Berringer, will pay handsome dividends. Apologies for not threading them properly: I’m way lazy, yo. Some say these should be private messages, but since when have I ever been accused of an overabundance of … what’s the word … discretion?
For those of you who, quite sensibly, find you have quite a sufficiency of drama in your own lives without bothering your head about anybody else’s, you may click here for a random, and almost 62% likely to be aggro-free, post from the past.
And now, the transcript of raincoaster, in reverse chronological order (you might wish to read from the bottom up). At a certain point I just closed Twitter and went off and did my work; you can tell virtually the exact moment if you read his stream. His (considerably more amusing) stream is just below mine:
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