Blog-sprawl
today, there are two new blogs in the world!
will they grow up to be chemists? or poets? or actors? or football heros? or pole dancers?
it's so goddamned exciting i'm going to have to stand on my desk and wiggle my bum provocatively whilst singing the blog national anthem!
ahem:
oh, keys of type and screens of pixel
you draw us close so we can mix all
pro-cra-stin-at-ing at work or school
we write every day to describe our drool
oh, bloglandia our earth and sky!
forgive us for acting young and cute
'cause we're really an old fat guy
oh blog-land-ia with you i share
my deepest thoughts and jpgs
of paris hilton's underwear
if she's wearing any.
un. der. wwwweeeeeaaaaarrrrr!
so madhavi, whom my brother refers to as bartlebee, has a blog now and so does kelldog.
it makes me wonder? where will it all stop? will kids get baptised and assigned user names? are we all, as the courts are about to discuss, members of the press with the same rights to protect our sources?
if so, someone told me that ed likes to hide mollusks in his trousers.
if not, it was heather who told me.
i will admit, it is sort of strange that madhavi is blogging 'cause now i see what it's like to have your partner share stuff with the world before she shares it with you.
ha ha ha!
now i know more people with blogs than without blogs. it makes me feel a bit like i'm in a david croenenberg movie in which we all succumb to some insidious computer plot which involves us typing a lot and looking at a lot of pictures of celebrities.
today i woke up, went downstairs and there were movers in the building. taking furniture outside.
i live in a building with two units. us and our landlords.
uh.
guess who's trying to sell the house? no. no. yep. our landlords! they insist we're "protected" but if we're protected i'd like it to be by some hot cop played by winona ryder and not by some ugly cop played by "laws and courts." bo-ring.
maybe we'll be lucky and emil minty will buy the house.
speaking of hearing about things on your partner's blog for the first time...since when do you have a winona-ryder-hot-cop fantasy?
will you guys quit calling each other "partners," please? i HATE that word. almost as much as "goiter," "slacks," and "lover."
eeeesh. don't ever use that last one otherwise i'll put a goiter down your slacks.
whoa. winona ryder as a hot shoplifting cop!
you guys should refer to each other as goiters instead.
and how much do they want for that place, anyway? a dollar? i'll buy it and move in downstairs. and we won't even kick you out! much.
$1.25MM
but they have a strict no-mollusks policy.
on the bright side, they do have a hot tub.
i could come up with half of that. where's your half?
mollusks love hot tubs!
my half is all tied up in favabean futures.