Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Different Strokes

We weren't nominated for Most Obnoxious Blogger for nothing. We are foul-mouthed, opinionated, snarky, biting, and usually pretty disgusting. In the best possible way. Our comment streams tend to trail on for hours, each of us out-grossing or one-upping or lobbing insults and pop-culture references and basically enjoying the hell out of ourselves for being completely uncouth and rowdy and irreverent and honestly pretty darn smart and hilarious. And full of ourselves.

When bloggers ask for us to review them/rip them a new one, they have to know what they're getting into. I mean, look over there at the Submit section. We lay it on the line, right? We're clear about our intentions. We are not nice (well, except for me -- the following review notwithstanding). We are not going to stroke your ego. We are not going to take it easy on you. We will fucking tear you apart.

So I'm amazed when people like this submit their blogs for reivew. She has to know, doesn't she? That she's not exactly swimming in safe waters with us? Here be dragons. And sharks. And a few piranhas. And really bitchy people with axes to grind.

But she did submit, and she did read the FAQ. And so I'm left to assume that she asked for it, that she's ready for it, that she can take it.

Because I ain't gonna lie: I don't like this blog. Pretty much at all.

The design is cluttered and trips from one font size to another, from one font color to another. There are ads, ads, ads, fucking ads and there's entirely too much stuff in the incredibly redundant two side columns. What is it with some bloggers that they think more crap is better (ok, I admit it -- I used to, too)? Here's a hint: it's not. Get rid of it. Put your links on a separate page, roll up your archives, lose the ads, switch to one column. You'll thank me for it.

Jenera has been blogging consistently for a while, but I can't bring myself to read the entire blog as I normally would. I'm limiting myself to 2008-2009. For my sanity. And yours. Holy mother of God, there are 91 posts in January 2008.

As you can see, Jenera writes a lot. A lot a lot. Like, a lot. Which is really very admirable. But so much of it is memes and quizzes and ridiculous shit you'd put on MySpace and crap about her kids and just really boring, pointless, here's what I'm thinking about posts. And honestly I just don't care. I'm not moved to care.

And the writing is so very much like what belongs in a diary, not on a blog. How many times do we have to make this distinction? Is it so very complex an idea? Am I completely wrong in thinking that blogs should be polished, edited, crafted, entertaining, insightful, informative, or at the very least really goddamn funny or tragically twisted? Instead of just here's what I'm doing, and here's what I think about it, and here are a few misspellings and pics of the rug rats and five paragraph essays on what I think about the world. Perhaps I'm biased (I know I am), but in my world, blogs should be written by writers or storytellers or personalities. The rest should just stick to Live Journal.

Jenara and I have absolutely nothing in common, except perhaps a certain heftiness. Otherwise, nothing. Nada. Zilch. In fact, I'm pretty sure I disagree with her about almost everything, except this. As an unmarried woman of 34 with no kids, a list of sexual partners I don't care to enumerate in this arena, and a decidedly leftward-leaning political bent who is pro-choice, pro-gay marriage, pro-gun control, and pretty much some patchuli and an antipathy toward grooming away from being a dirty hippy, not to mention a tendency toward agnosticism if not paganism, I cannot relate. I am not her audience.

But. I did read. And I did discover that though I vehemently oppose pretty much all of her views, from race relations to politics to current events, she at least asks questions. She at least tries to get both sides. She at least stands by her principles, even if those principles are anathema to me. She very obviously loves her family. She very obviously tries her best. She very obviously isn't going to gain me as a reader. Or probably anyone here. But she might very well keep her sanity, keep her shit together, keep her ideas and dreams and successes and failures and delights all in one place to log and retrieve and remember. And, as much as I disliked this blog -- as much as I didn't enjoy the writing or the voice or the structure -- there's something to be said for that. She writes consistently, she's committed to it, she seems to enjoy it, and I doubt very much my opinion will change that. Of which I heartily approve.







Edited: Better already, Janera. The single sidebar and getting rid of the extraneous stuff helped. Much easier on the eyes.

165 comments:

  1. Perfect as usual, Cal. In checking out the blog, this is exactly the review I expected.

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  2. What a fortunate girl this Jenera is. Really. She'da gotten the Seven treatment from me. Because I'm obnoxious. And feral.

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  4. I debated the grade. In the end, meh.

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  5. Here's the thing: My friends are extremely diverse about their politics. I like the different opinions we all have. It keeps us on our toes.

    But not liking Michelle Obama because she didn't cry at the inauguration?

    I wouldn't have cried either. So, you know. This woman would have disliked me as well, were I first lady.

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  6. Now there was a happy dream: Rassles as First Lady.

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  7. but in my world, blogs should be written by writers or storytellers or personalitiesFood for thought. Unfortunately, not everyone's a storyteller and there's too many interesting personalities going around.

    You can be not-nice when you want to ;)

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  8. Not everyone needs to have a dang-diddly blog, either. Or, ok fine, have one -- but I ain't gonna read it.

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  9. I do like reading political blogs though. Especially right wingers. Their opinions are...interesting.

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  10. Perhaps you should change the URL to iwillSERIOUSLYfuckingtearyouapart.

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  11. Like, we're not kidding? Really, really?

    Seriously. No, I'm not kidding here. Tear. You. Apart. Entirely. Like, guts everywhere. Viscera. There might be some bone crunching. I'm just saying. So you know. Seriously.

    That would be a long URL.

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  12. I thought the fucking took care of the seriously.

    Maybe I'm wrong in that.

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  13. Wow. From the opening I expected this review to be much harsher.

    I almost feel like you held back. Did you?

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  14. No, I didn't hold back. Initially, if I'd rated it based on the first 15 minutes I spent there, it would have gotten half a dozen flaming fingers. But I don't review like that. After reading more and learning more about the blogger -- even though I don't like the blog personally -- I gave it a meh for dedication. Because ultimately I was just bored rather than incensed.

    It's not an exact science, that's for sure.

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  15. I did ask for it. Thanks for the honest opinion of my blog.

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  16. What's worse: boring or infuriating?


    I think I'd rather be annoyed than bored.

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  17. Housewife -- I disagree. I can ignore the boring. The infuriating leaves me feeling like I need to do something. Something to offset or eradicate the infuriating.

    And oftentimes, I really should just ignore the infuriating. If I can figure out how to do that, my entire life would be much better. I might even spend holidays with my family again.

    I'm not there yet.

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  18. Hmmm I think ignoring the infuriating has something to do with deep breathing and yoga.

    I'm not there yet, either.

    I do hate to be bored, though. I find it infuriating.

    So I guess I can't win.

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  19. Jenera, any time. Thanks for taking it like a champ.

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  20. I feel like I don't dole out the flaming fingers easily. And the last one I gave I should probably revisit (Thanatos).

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  21. Hard as it is to believe, I probably wouldn't have given her any flaming fingers, either.

    Although, the white pride and gay marriage posts about sent me off the edge.

    See, I'm not really socially conservative. Just financially.

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  22. Calamity - flaming fingers or now, I loved your review (of my blog). I didn't agree with all of it, but there was plenty positive criticism in there that I've applied since.

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  23. I tend to give flaming fingers when potential is wasted. But when someone's already doing what they can do... well. Meh.

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  24. I didn't get to the white pride posts. I did see the gay marriage one, and the what would you do if your kid turned out to be gay one. And, yeah, she and I are coming at that one from very different perspectives.

    Bottom line -- she seems to believe that homosexuality is a choice. Or, if it isn't, that someone who is genetically predisposed to being gay should live as though he/she were not gay rather than give in to his/her baser nature.

    For me, I don't see it that way. I can't imagine a lonlier, more miserable life than pretending to be something that you clearly are not simply to fit in.

    But then, I would see things this way, as an agnostic/atheist living in a predominantly christian society...

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  25. So, are we saying that this is the best she can do? Because this is good. The rest, however, tells me that she needs a hobby.

    And, if she really wants to have a discussion about white pride or gay marriage, she should go to a message board, like this one, and DISCUSS. She'll get all kinds of perspectives there.

    Blogs aren't great for having a discussion until you have a readership, which you won't have, if you don't actually WRITE something.

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  26. Exactamundo, Pos. I look at it like pretending to be tall when you're born short, just 'cause the world wants you to be tall. Talk about futile.

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  27. Rather, a message board like this one. I think there are seriously a lot of people on the internet who don't know where to go to do what.

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  28. I guess Pos has said this as well as I can. As a recovering Southern Baptist living as an agnostic in the South, I can't really feel otherwise. I get that I apparently don't have the religious gene. Other people don't have the hetero gene. And really, it's none of my business as long as consenting adults are involved.

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  29. Even a blind squirrel can find a nut sometimes.

    I think that was me being not-nice.

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  30. I thought the flaming fingers were for people you thought were assholes.

    No?

    I'm confused.

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  31. I found my nuts once.

    Seriously, though -- has anyone ever actually seen a blind squirrel? What do you figure the life expectancy of a blind squirrel is? 12 hours?

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  32. Random opinion. Christopher Hitchens on Hardline was brutal.

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  33. For me when I review, I don't feel like I'm judging a person. Rather I'm judging a blog. I hope.

    And, FWIW, I don't think Jenera is an asshole at all. I think her politics are reprehensible and ignorant and her writing is ho-hum, but she seems like a nice enough person.

    And anyway, like I said: it's not an exact science. We all of us have our different scoring methods based on our own biases. The ratings are apt but subjective, I think. I tend to give credit for pure dedication. Some don't.

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  34. Flaming fingers have many uses, just like the term fuck. It can be a noun, a verb, an adverb, an exclamation, an adjective...

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  35. Pos,

    I kind of think of blind squirrels in the same way that I think of 3-legged dogs. Animals are resilient. They adapt.

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  36. Christopher Hitchens is brilliant and harsh. I think I love him for his harshness most of all.

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  37. I think it's the mom in me that sometimes judges the author of a blog and wants to mom the shit out of them, and tell them to straighten up. I don't think that Calamity has those (incredibly annoying) impulses.

    But you know, I'm like...OLD. And I've made every possible mistake in the book. And I want to tell people to STOP FUCKING UP sometimes.

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  38. So I just dug into her stance on gay marriage and all I can say is:

    Fucking gag me.

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  39. Pos:

    Here's a breakdown for ya.

    Blind squirrel in the midwest: Skinned and on the grill in less than ten minutes.

    Blind squirrel in California: Forty years.

    Blind squirrel on the east coast: under your tire in fifteen minutes.

    Hope that gives you some answers.

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  40. Part of me feels like I should elaborate on that last comment I made.

    But screw it.

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  41. Ghost -- nice one. I like it.

    As an east coaster, that explains my assumption that they would have an esceptionally short life span.

    When I was in high school (a boarding school -- yeah, I know -- no, I am not that guy, I just seem like it sometimes) I was dating a girl from Atlanta who used to comment all the time on all the squirrels we had in Pennsylvania. She said she'd never seen one before. I assured her that Atlanta had squirrels just like PA, but that they seemed more scarce because her cousins and neighbors kept eating them.

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  42. Blind Squirrel in the south: pan-fried and served with gravy.

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  43. Going on record to say, I've never eaten squirrel.

    Carry on.

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  44. Yes, but squirrel bone necklaces are where it's at.

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  45. My fallen friend from Illinois shot a squirrel down from a tree from his barracks room, skinned it in ten minutes, had it well done in a small Weber on the catwalk and then started offering free meat. He ate that thing in front of me.

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  46. Raccoon bone necklaces: messy.

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  47. Ghost: Sounds a bit like my "I don't know what to call him but he's not exactly my ex."

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  48. Yeah, they're a little jacked in Illinois.

    Now, I'll sit and wait for Rassles.

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  49. I have little to add that hasn't already been said, but I wanted to go on record with the fact that your review title immediately brought this to mind: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kr-e3qGQ884

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  50. Well, it was either 'fallen friend' or my brother that was killed in Iraq. He was slow cooked in a large bunker.

    Fallen friend seemed less morbid.

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  51. Raccoon meat is really kind of greasy and too strongly flavored for my taste.

    Squirrel is more like chicken. And, snake tastes a little like fish.

    But, my favorite is venison. Moose comes in second.

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  52. Key: I knew what you meant.

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  53. Rattlesnake tastes like chicken, only not as tasty. Yak is freaking awesome.

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  54. I find her position on gay-marriage narrow-minded. And her getting all up in arms about how her opinion isn't politically correct infuriated me for some reason. I think it's because, in my opinion, the fact that gay people can't marry one another is a violation of their civil rights. I just can't understand people who feel otherwise, although I respect their right to state their opinion. I honestly couldn't read any more after that first post.

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  55. I know, LB. I can't expect everyone to read all of my posts.

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  56. Sci Fi: Wrong and utterly hilarious. Why can't the so-called humor bloggers be funny like this?

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  57. Ghost: What I meant was, your fallen friend sounds like my not-quite-ex: outdoorsy.

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  58. Sadly, Key, I've read every single one. I say sadly because that probably indicates that I have WAYYY too much time on my hands. Or, that I have some kind of unfulfilled 3-some fantasy about you and DPH.

    Anyway, carry on.

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  59. I'll take gator over squirrel or rattlesnake any day.

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  60. OOOHHHHH. Now I totally understand what Cal was saying. I'm a little slow. My kids would affirm this for you. As would anyone who knows me in real life.

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  61. Disturbing Strokes was brilliant. I've seen those images so many times, but set to that music I was absolutely terrified for Willis and Arnold. Who knew Mr. Drummond could be so fucking scary?

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  62. @Love Bites: I know. I love how the power of music can completely change something.

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  63. Yeah, that may have been my fault. I wasn't precisely clear. But he is the kind who could (and does) shoot a squirrel, skin it, and fire it up in a Coleman. Absolutely.

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  64. Now gator REALLY tastes like fish to me. Some kind of white fish. That's what I meant about snake, too. It's mild like a white fish, and to me at least, doesn't have the chewy texture of chicken. It flakes.

    Just like gator.

    Some gator bites with some remoulade would do me well RIGHT NOW, frankly.

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  65. Cal, my bad the marks threw me off.

    LB: With an ego like mine, I'm just going to accept the latter as fact.

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  66. I love that there are about six simultaneous conversations on this thread. Involving strange meat, death/dismemberment, exes, hunting and killing, musical scores, and 3-somes.

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  67. Frankly, Key, your penis frightens me. It's like godzilla in pants.

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  68. Note to self: stop talking music and start looking for a threesome.

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  69. Shocking, LB. Well, if you can't hold the masterkey, at least hold the camera.

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  70. Also, I think all of these topics are closely related. But I'm a fucking degenerate.

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  71. Gwen: Her position on gay marriage is standard for Caldwell, Idaho. It's not like she's being revolutionary or anything, or is even put into any kind of position where she might be challenged on it or have to defend it. She's posting wonder white bread for her town and life, and acting like it's controversial.

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  72. Shit folks -- am I the only one around here who actually has to hold down a job? Afternoons seem to be incredibly fertile times for growing comment spores in the last couple of weeks.

    What up widdat?

    Carry on -- see you (maybe) later tonight.

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  73. She'd fit in great with my mom and dad, who hate gays and are scared of black people.

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  74. My job varies in its demands. At present, I'm "nursing" a sick pukey kid who may have infected with his bug.

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  75. For the record, she is not referring to me.

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  76. I should be working. But I'm too in love with my words right now. Pitiful, really.

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  77. Does anyone care that I just downloaded the new Depeche Mode for less than four bucks?

    Because I care a hell of a lot.

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  78. I care. I care that my penis was likened to large alien lizard.

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  79. Pos -I work for a toddler. So my work also varies in its demands. I also work part-time as a data entry clerk, where I have a lot of free time to roam the internet.

    LB - Ok,I see. Where I live her opinion would be very unpopular. It always surprises me to come across someone who thinks that way.

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  80. Oh now see, I just work in a "creative" environment. Where if I fuck off it's nothing new.

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  81. Miss California "should be commended for voicing her opinion in such a public forum with no fear of the backlash." She's the Rosa Parks of the west.

    I don't know. People like that would have made me angry until recently, but now they're getting marginalized and pathetic, and what do I care if they speak amongst themselves? The evils of Liberalism, Politically Correct opinions, teh gay... I mean, really, for anyone to have any opinion on Perez Hilton is absurd.

    And I saw Flaming Lips in the DC Mall on Sunday, so what do I care about some Idaho hick?

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  82. People in the Sun - It wouldn't bother me so much if gay marriage were legal in every state. But it's not. So those people who are holding this opinion are winning right now and that's why it pisses me off. Like Pos, I have a hard time ignoring things that infuriate me. If gay marriage were legal and gay people were granted the same liberties as hetero people, I would care a lot less about the opinions of those types of people.

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  83. Yeah, but it's great being in a place where you can actually hold opinions - majority or otherwise and not be stoned to death for them. And this is in a country that took oh-so-long to give African Americans basic liberties.

    While I don't think pot while be legalized in my lifetime, gay marriage will be. Might as well keep things civil in the meantime.

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  84. Gwen, if you lived in Caldwell, Idaho, you couldn't swing a blind squirrel without hitting someone who holds those exact views.

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  85. "I don't know. People like that would have made me angry until recently, but now they're getting marginalized and pathetic, and what do I care if they speak amongst themselves?"

    But they aren't. Witness Proposition 8. They aren't getting marginalized. In fact, they are voting to strip gay people of basic rights.

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  86. Thanny, good point.

    Also, bear in mind that while free speech in America isn't always civil, at least we aren't fighting duels over it anymore.

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  87. Speaking of duels: WHAT THE FUCK YA'LL GOT AGAINST ILLINOIS, BITCHES?

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  88. Oh that's it. I'm raining down sulfur.

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  89. Rass: Your choice of edible meats.

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  90. Just don't go raining down toupeed politicians on us.

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  91. So what if we eat squirrels, huh? Have you seen how many of them are running around here? Shit. I can't go outside without goddamn stepping on one.

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  92. Key: If you think Blagojavich is corrupt, you should read about Mayor Daley.

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  93. Oh, now you're fucking with the CUBS? Soriano will BEAT YOU WITH HIS BAT.

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  94. Look I lived near DC during the Crackberry days, I can only imagine.

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  95. If I thought he could actually make contact, I'd be really scared, Rass.

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  96. Say what you want, as long as they've got that fine ass piece of Theriot I'm happy.

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  97. The Boss has spoken.

    My head is out of my ass now.

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  98. My mother is going to be piiissed!

    She's been telling me for years and I've ignored her.

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  99. It's hard to fight against my awesome power.

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  100. Unless you like, take my keyboard away or something.

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  101. I try to block out your awesome power by being mostly drunk a good part of the time, but somehow, you always break through.

    Carpetbaggery I tell you.

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  102. The thing about Illinois is that it's just so damn hard to pronounce.

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  103. Oh you say that because you lived next to the state of Kansas for too damn long where they can't pronounce anything.

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  104. @LB : Yeah, maybe we need a good fist fight to settle all this.

    Speaking of which, I know I wouldn't pick a bar fight with any of you fine folks.

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  105. What the hell am I saying? Give a word to the state of Missouri and they will phonetically butcher the shit out of it for you.

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  106. I like to give it a little Parisian flavor. But not where anyone can hear.

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  107. I think Janera might have more luck if she were to

    1. stick to one (1) topic per post. That would force her to make a choice about what's most interesting. Hopefully not Wii.
    2. treat each post as having a primary function and not hit publish until that function is accomplished. Describe, argue, explain, narrate, whatever. Until she's more comfortable focusing, she should pick one function and make sure the post at least does that and mostly does that.
    3. narrate only when there is a narrative - i.e. a central conflict with dynamic action. That's not the same as recounting events of the day. If she wants to tell a story, she should make sure there is a beginning, a middle and an end that is not already known at the beginning.

    Three pearls for Jarena from your troll of pedantry.

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  108. True story:

    "See this town here? Called Former? You know how there's and an 's' at the end of Illinois?"

    "Yeah, Dad."

    "Well, that's because there used to be two, and then they got married. This was where old Illinois was. Now we just call it, 'Former.'"

    "OOhhhhh."

    I believed it until I was like, eleven. My dad is a whore.

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  109. My dad took me out in the garage one morning and said, "ooh look, a fat kid left his bike here."

    And that was how he gave me my new bike.

    Dad's are holes like that.

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  110. Erin, we should probably add what you just wrote to our FAQ.

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  111. I just realized something about yesterday's brittroll:

    He's just a straight Perez Hilton.

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  112. Erin, that's wonderful advice, and I don't think I've ever followed it. Shit.

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  113. Rass, you have a get out of jail free card for those things based purely on awesomeness. And nards.

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  114. Oh you mean the one that told me that my dead kid was God's gift of abortion?

    Yeah, I don't think Perez would say that shit.

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  115. Whoa, whoa, whoa... someone said that??

    Someone just picked a motherfucking fight with karma.

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  116. Whoa...wait a minute. Did Friar say that to you?

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  117. Ha.

    Cal, we're like all Joey Lawrencey.

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  118. Yeah, I got up to two lovely comments this morning. Both railing on me and my dead baby.

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  119. Perez hilton has way more class than the assholes from yesterday.

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  120. I wish we lived closer so I could deliver the ass beating they so richly deserve in person.

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  121. That is fucked. Anonymous?

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  122. That's a whole other level of douchebaggery evilness. That's like he's gotta be torturing kittens in the backyard evil.

    I'm aghast.

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  123. You know it.

    When your balls haven't dropped yet, why admit who you really are?

    Makes me walk around feeling all warm and fuzzy today.

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  124. Yeah, the good news is that the callous around the subject of "my dead son" is sizeable.

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  125. Gwen, you're right. I'm just happier then usual because I saw The Flaming Lips. And I don't suffer directly from her ignorance, which makes me imagine the battle is over. But it's not. And you're right.

    I do think, and maybe it's just more wishful thinking, that you and LB are wrong about the direction gay marriage is going. I do believe that not even Perez-Hilton-backlash can turn the tide now. I do believe Republicans still obsessed with sex are getting marginalized.

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  126. Calamity / Rassles - I kind of meant it as getting-started advice. Like, to help bridge the gap between journaling and writing for strangers. I think more freedom is OK, too.

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  127. BB, he left some really fucked up shit on my blog as well. Like way fucked up.

    I think he left 4 or 5.

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  128. Apropos of nothing --

    I love The Flaming Lips.

    And whoever it was who left comments with BB about ... I can't even bring myself to type it ... I had best not find out who they are in real life. It wouldn't be good for either of us.

    We were talking about infuriating earlier? Yeah, this is infuriating times twenty.

    Fothermuckers.

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  129. Pos - Thanks for the big ol' bear hug.

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  130. I just need to say that I would cry my eyes out if Rassles was First Lady. I swear it would make me feel as if all was right in the world.
    I am suggesting, right now, that Rassles and Hellbilly (my hubz) pretend they are married so they can become President and First lady and eat lots of pizza and burgers together. Always. All the time.
    Me? I will rearrange The White House 42 times a year, bake pumpkin muffins, get all smackafied on Hellbilly's man pole, and threaten to kill and then butt fuck Dick Cheney if he comes within 2721 miles of Washington, DC.
    Oh, and perfect review! Thanks!

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  131. Why can't I just be the fucking President? I don't need to be compared to Hilary Clinton, married to a Hellbilly who sleeps with another woman.

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  132. It's decided, and I'm going to start carrying business cards that say, "The Boss, Brewmaster, and President of These United States: get yer head outta yer ass."

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  133. Jeezuh Rassles! It's not like you wouldn't get to have a man pole of your own. I'm just saying I like to rearrange furniture and think Hellbilly would have more fun eating pizza and burgers with you.
    How about this? You be the President, I'll be the First Lady, and Hellbilly can just have lots of fun?
    And...ummmm...pumpkin muffins and butt fucking Cheney!

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  134. I'm making an executive decision about the assholes. They want attention? Well, fuck them.

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  135. Idiot's link and comments have been removed. I have considered what I can do online, and I've decided that a flame war would simply be giving them what they want. What will really gall them is for them to be non-linked and disallowed from commenting here.

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  136. Pretty obvious that was all they were looking for anyway.

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  137. Yep. I only entertained it for a while because I was seriously bored at work yesterday, but they aren't getting any more traffic from this site. Short of delivering a first class bag of dogshit to their door by fed ex, this is the best I can do.

    And they'd probably like the dogshit, anyway.

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  138. I will definitely need a pole of my own. Easier said than done.

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  139. He went two-months deep inside my blog, only to call me a failure after reading my description of a job I had 15 years ago. He then said, "Like how I swung that judgemental shit back at you?"

    Pretty pathetic for a supposedly offensive blogger.

    Maybe I got to him by calling him a sad wanker. Maybe his mom caught him in the bathroom. Who knows?

    He used to be called The Cult of Qelqoth, which just proves you can put lipstick on a turd, but it's still just a sad fuck who masturbates to his mom's wedding pictures.

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  140. Honestly, I could murder a person who would mock Betsey's Jadon. I'm sickened.

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  141. Aside from the politics, the thing that bugged me most about today's blog is that I couldn't find the name of it anywhere. Anybody else notice that or am I paticularly special?

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  142. No you arent special, links to it have been removed. Trust me, it wasnt worth your time anyway.

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  143. I had some gems in there, too.

    Now I'm upset.

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  144. Yea. I was thinking the same thing.

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  145. @ gereinfranklin

    I believe today's blog is called "Just Me".

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  146. @Thanatos...right...but it doesn't say that anywhere...it makes me work to hard and my ass is LAZEEEE!

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  147. Says so in the title bar. I get your point, though.

    And I'll call you hereinfranklin.

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  148. No...I just see a big old picture of a lake with no title...see...I AM special. :) Or especially stupid.

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  149. No, no I am the truly special one. I thought you were asking about a different blog. I forgot where the fuck I was. My bad.

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  150. Sorry to those of you who had good comments on that thread.

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  151. Now you know why Indians are getting all the tech jobs.

    Here

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  152. No, LB, I totally get it. I would have done the same.

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  153. I'm glad it's gone. I really wasn't bringing my A game yesterday.

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  154. What game was it then Ghost?

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  155. I'm not even sure, Sarah, I'm not even sure. I'm sorry Jobber missed out on the fun though.

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  156. Well, we all have off days I suppose.

    Yea, NJ missed out.

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  157. It isn't permanently gone, just hidden for now.

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  158. After reading the build-up to this review I expected at least a stink-finger. Meh is way too easy on her.

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  159. You excite me in a very non sexual way. This is my first visit here.

    I like you. I will not submit my blog though...I don't take criticism well. And my page is cluttered. And my kids are on there. And I write in fragments.

    But this cracked me up! I like making fun of people...but I prefer to do it behind their backs.

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Grow a pair.