((I’m listening to the Fisher Price Little People Christmas CD, as Lil’lady sings her heart out on karaoke)) I’ve been in a real funk lately1 . And what happens when I get in a funk? I do two things:
Shop for a new theme.
Stumble around the net aimlessly.
For those that don’t know, I’m a theme-a-holic. I love to change my theme. And when I do that I have to tweak it, which means that I break it2, and I spend lots of time getting it just right. I’ve done this quite a few times and my regulars are used to it. Usually they just secretly curse me, keep a way for a while, and someone finally says “This one! I like this one! Stop IT NOW!!”. It’s a sickness with me, really.
This time I didn’t find anything I really wanted to mess with too much. Or maybe I just didn’t have the energy to muck it all up, so I just looked and sighed and didn’t download (well, mostly…heh). So then I started Stumblin’.
I use StumbleUpon and Entrecard (now) to do this. I stumble aimlessly from page to page, looking for something to lift my spirits. I’ve found some really good sites this way. Anyway, I’m in a funk and I truly expect someone somewhere to have produced something to raise my spirits. It’s their job, isn’t it? Unfortunately, I must have missed that one thing, so…
Can I just say on thing that irritates the shit out of me though? Ok, let me preface this by saying I don’t mind ads per se. I don’t mind that folks are monetizing their blogs and fully expect them too. Dolla, Dolla bills, y’all! But I hate when I have to roll my little mouse more than two times to get to the content because the damned adsense ads (all 2390 of them) are sitting on top of the posts. C’mon, people! I know you’re just out for some clicks3, but I swear to the gods I will start putting curses on every page I stumble upon that looks like that. Put your damned ads under the content and, I dunno, beside it. Don’t make me scroll, yo, because I will get out the voodoo dolls. Don’t make me do that. Karma will kick my ass for it, but it will be so worth it.
Another thing that bothers me, is seeing the name “John Chow” hyperlinked 500 times in one post. Here’s a clue to all of you who are trying so hard to link bait him (and this goes for you freaks doing that with Markos of the Big Orange) he doesn’t give a flying monkey’s butt. STOP IT! He’s not going to see that one page out of 5,098,723 that are linking to him that one day, stop over and VOILA! link out to you. Please, for the love of all that’s good and holy, figure out another way to get famous. Trying to remake yourself into that one A-Lister by practically begging for attention is not going to help you. And for those of you just trying to rank for that dude’s name? That’s just idiotic and you look like a fool. STOP IT! There must be something special about you. Right? Why don’t you capitalize on that?
See? Even my second favorite hobby has been ruined for me and can’t bring me out of my funk. I should really find and then partake in some good Mary Jane. Ya know? Everything’s funny when you’re smokin’ the wacky tabacky. Joe, can I borrow your bong? I promise not to clean it.
Also, I just found out one of my classes was canceled, so I’ll have to register for a class with Prof. I-Don’t-Know-That-Technology-Advances, wherein I will spork my eyeballs out and curse him under my breath every single Monday. Bah! Oh! And I haven’t been watching t.v. or reading the news, so I don’t care know who won N.H. primaries. Please don’t tell me.
I’m pretty sure I’m done bitching for this episode. Tune in next time when JJ flips a lid and curses mightily.
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Oh, Christmas Tree
((I’m listening to the Fisher Price Little People Christmas CD, as Lil’lady sings her heart out on karaoke)) I’ve been in a real funk lately1 . And what happens when I get in a funk? I do two things:
For those that don’t know, I’m a theme-a-holic. I love to change my theme. And when I do that I have to tweak it, which means that I break it2, and I spend lots of time getting it just right. I’ve done this quite a few times and my regulars are used to it. Usually they just secretly curse me, keep a way for a while, and someone finally says “This one! I like this one! Stop IT NOW!!”. It’s a sickness with me, really.
This time I didn’t find anything I really wanted to mess with too much. Or maybe I just didn’t have the energy to muck it all up, so I just looked and sighed and didn’t download (well, mostly…heh). So then I started Stumblin’.
I use StumbleUpon and Entrecard (now) to do this. I stumble aimlessly from page to page, looking for something to lift my spirits. I’ve found some really good sites this way. Anyway, I’m in a funk and I truly expect someone somewhere to have produced something to raise my spirits. It’s their job, isn’t it? Unfortunately, I must have missed that one thing, so…
Can I just say on thing that irritates the shit out of me though? Ok, let me preface this by saying I don’t mind ads per se. I don’t mind that folks are monetizing their blogs and fully expect them too. Dolla, Dolla bills, y’all! But I hate when I have to roll my little mouse more than two times to get to the content because the damned adsense ads (all 2390 of them) are sitting on top of the posts. C’mon, people! I know you’re just out for some clicks3, but I swear to the gods I will start putting curses on every page I stumble upon that looks like that. Put your damned ads under the content and, I dunno, beside it. Don’t make me scroll, yo, because I will get out the voodoo dolls. Don’t make me do that. Karma will kick my ass for it, but it will be so worth it.
Another thing that bothers me, is seeing the name “John Chow” hyperlinked 500 times in one post. Here’s a clue to all of you who are trying so hard to link bait him (and this goes for you freaks doing that with Markos of the Big Orange) he doesn’t give a flying monkey’s butt. STOP IT! He’s not going to see that one page out of 5,098,723 that are linking to him that one day, stop over and VOILA! link out to you. Please, for the love of all that’s good and holy, figure out another way to get famous. Trying to remake yourself into that one A-Lister by practically begging for attention is not going to help you. And for those of you just trying to rank for that dude’s name? That’s just idiotic and you look like a fool. STOP IT! There must be something special about you. Right? Why don’t you capitalize on that?
See? Even my second favorite hobby has been ruined for me and can’t bring me out of my funk. I should really find and then partake in some good Mary Jane. Ya know? Everything’s funny when you’re smokin’ the wacky tabacky. Joe, can I borrow your bong? I promise not to clean it.
Also, I just found out one of my classes was canceled, so I’ll have to register for a class with Prof. I-Don’t-Know-That-Technology-Advances, wherein I will spork my eyeballs out and curse him under my breath every single Monday. Bah! Oh! And I haven’t been watching t.v. or reading the news, so I don’t
careknow who won N.H. primaries. Please don’t tell me.I’m pretty sure I’m done bitching for this episode. Tune in next time when JJ flips a lid and curses mightily.
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