Although the government has tried their best to cover up what really happened at the launch of the homemade X-Wing fighter, we here at the ol’ raincoaster blog have sourced exclusive footage which demonstrates conclusively that this was not the innocent accident we’re all supposed to believe it was.
Ask yourself: who gains by this deception? The answer, of course, is obvious.
The deal is this, although Metro doesn’t know the deal. At one time he did, but that was at least six beers ago, and now he knows nothing other than what I tell him and that includes original additions to the Cthulhu Mythos, to which he furrows his brow and goes…uh…wait…hold on…and I hand him another beer and objections are quickly forgotten.
There was also an attempt by his wife to add aliens and various other restrictions to the blog posts, but they are hereby overruled.
Anyway, the deal is that after drinking beer throughout the viewing of Two Days in the Valley, Tapeheads, and Phil the Alien, we would blog, and we would go hit-to-hit on brand, spanking new posts.
And as you know I’m all about the hits.
Okay, 2:20 in the morning is not the best time to get hits, but there are worse.
Reading his post, which he finished at great apparent effort while I answered four comments and three questions in the technical help forum, googled the image of a loser, uploaded it to Photobucket, and worked on this post, it appears that he thinks the issue is simple coherence, which any fool knows a drunk can achieve simply by imitating Hemingway.
And so I ask you to evaluate Metro’s post either in light of total hits OR in light of its ability to evoke Hemingway.
He’s got some 80’s dreck music playing, so I’ve cranked up the Mylene Farmer Megamix. Thank god for YouTube; it’s impossible to find MP3’s in this world, but you can always find YouTubes.
And since I titled this post so specifically, we can be certain that it will draw at least a finite number of readers. Deluded, misguided readers, it is true. But readers nonetheless.
Howdy, y’all!
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 have previously annointed Pat and Mick‘s YouTube masterpiece as the most Eighties music video of all time but, having now seen what you are about to see, I must reconsider. This has everything, including Giant Squid, a midnight zoo jailbreak, skydiving, a luau, flaming tiki torches, an octopus drummer, and a David Hasselhoff cameo. What more could you possibly want?
via metafilter
raincoaster 