Operation Global Media Domination: the psychic cost of famewhoredom

TIABoredom and aesthetic revulsion.

I mean look at this site! Those social bookmarking links work like a charm; not only have I gotten Digged (Dug?) and Stumbled several times (gee, sounds like  typical Saturday night round these parts, actually) I’ve gotten on several news services I ain’t never heered of. Of which I ain’t never heered.

We’re extremely correct here on the ol’ raincoaster blog, yo.

But as I was saying, those blogs are a PIA to format and paste in every damn time, easily adding 15 tedious minutes to the posting process, 15 minutes that could be better spent leaving snarky comments asking whether the Gawker Twin Hermiones really think tedious didacticism is the future of blogging, or whether Boris Johnson is ever going to answer my question…despite the meaninglessness of those activities, they’re still more laden with numinosity than formatting social bookmark links.

Besides which, I’m not sure they all work. Do let me know; what’s the point of famewhoring inefficiently?

At some point I suppose I’ll become technologically sophisticated enough to steal some buttons for the links, but until that happy day this blog is going to look like a desperate, clawing catfight of text-based famewhoring. I’m not sure even I think that’s worth it.

Colbert Report: eagle porn!

H’yeah, we’re obviously not going to be any more refined today than we were yesterday, but what can we say; yesterday was an awesome day for hits.

Here we at the ol’ raincoaster blog present the Colbert Report‘s timely (see previous post) hard-hitting investigation into the American phenomenon of bald eagle porn. Talk about a national symbol!

“Just like with people!”

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quiz: what’s your Egyptian zodiac sign?

Yeah, I know. We’ve had a raging snotload of quizzes lately, but a) they’re great for generating comments and b) when I did this one I was so shocked at the accuracy that I just have to post it, so there nyeah. Strangely, I actually know a woman who practices the ancient Egyptian religion. I wonder if she’s done this one.

Stolen from Dykewife, who stole it from Morganor.

  Anubis

 

  Clever, fatalist, deep. Sympathetic, generous, loving and perseverant in proving their view point

  Colors: male: sienna, female: crimson
Compatible Signs:
Bastet, Isis
Dates:
May 8 – May 27, Jun 29 – Jul 13

  Role: God of death and mummification
Appearance:
Jackal or a jackal-headed man
Sacred animals:
jackal

What is Your Egyptian Zodiac Sign?
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operation global media domination: sic transit gloria bloggy

TIAAh, how long ago it seems; geological ages ago, fast-vanishing in the rearview mirror of the hurtling cosmos. And yet it was only yesterday that I was the most popular blog of the half-million blogs on WordPress. Today I’m #52 #91. Sigh.

Sic transit gloria bloggy. At least I’m up to 65,000 59,000 on Technorati.

Keith Olbermann, you’ll always have a special place in my heart. A place closer, perhaps, to the part I use to play poker with than the part I use to store actual affection in, but that could all change over drinks sometime. Call me. Although this was far from your finest rant, it was worth a cool three thousand hits in 24 hours.

Salon, I’m going to have to start reading you more often. Link to me again and I may blogroll you; we can work something out. Have your pixels call my pixels. (If my guess is right they follwed me from a Gawker post about Salon’s disingenuous celebrity uterus coverage {gee, even Salon checks their trackbacks; even famous people like to hear what others are saying about them} and on which I blogwhorishly dropped a link to my own blog post about the infamous and unnameable Cthulhu ultrasound. Then they poked around until they discovered Keith. But this is just a theory, and we all know what the mainstream press thinks of Chtulhu-TomKat-BushBashing theories).

Mere moments ago I was linked to in DirtySpoke‘s review of Anal Amy. We shall see if this is better than Olbermann, hitwise. UPDATE: two hits. That would be a no, by a factor of 10 to the third power.

I’m going to let someone Catholic explain all this to Sister Mary Martha. Volunteers?

And in a special bonus section tonight, we’ll answer some questions that popped up via the Search Engine Referrals.

  • Yes, Vic’s diner at the corner of Main and Cordova is closed. No idea when/if it will reopen, but I already miss their sweet Filipino spagetti (sic). Starting December 1, drown your sorrows in Pat’s Pub, where they’ll be serving their own microbrew. Tonight is Redneck Wednesday, with country rock on the stereo and Bud and Jack Boilermakers for $3.75. Apparently the Pacific up by the porn theatre is going to be joining the ranks of microbrewers; hey kids, it’s not just for gourmets anymore!
  • Kimveer Gill is still dead. Time to deal with it; put the black candles and athame down and back away slowly.
  • Steve Irwin also dead. Film will not be shown at eleven, nor at any other time.
  • The Blackzilla video here is NOT the one you’re looking for, people.
  • Lucy Gao still worth a half-dozen hits a day. Someone needs to be looking at freshening their newsgathering methodology.
  • Beautiful Agony Free Samples Not Here!

And now we return you to your regularly scheduled Communal Anarchist, Cthulhoid, short attention span Canuckistani blog.

blog o’ the day: Ask Sister Mary Martha

TIAFound this via the nominations thread for Best New Blog; one notes, one does, a dearth of voting information there, and one assumes, one must, that voting will be done by highly arbitrary committee.

I’m simply outstanding with highly arbitrary committees. This looks excellent for the continued success of Operation Global Media Domination!

One notes as well that one clever reader has simply followed the link and nominated his own blogs. Not that we hold that against him, as we would surely have done the same, engtech.

In any case, deep in the midst of an otherwise repetitive list of unaccountably dull suggestions (present company excepted, of course) we found this:

Ask Sister Mary Martha

Note that, unless I simply haven’t gone far enough back in the archives, one cannot actually ask Sister Mary Martha anything except in the comments on her blog posts. So it’s a bit of a misnomer, but that’s not a mortal sin.

Or is it? Paging Sister Mary Martha

In any case, the blog is amusing, particularly when it gets into extended metaphor territory in this account of a simple trip to everybody’s favorite gay hangout, Home Depot.

At 9pm at the Home Depot there are a lot of terrible looking people. People who have 5 hours to paint their apartment walls before they move out in the morning who are looking for the cheapest white paint they can find that will cover up the unsightly colors they painted the place without the landlord’s permission and 7000 hand prints. Saint Mary MartiniPeople who are buying plants and rugs and fans and doorknobs and drawer pulls. And lots of people with emergency plumbing problems. Because it isn’t really an emergency if it’s not at 9pm now is it?

And they all look like zombies. Poor Souls.

It’s an oddly good match when we arrive in a land of zombies. We look like exorcists. Sort of…