31 PIMP MY BLOG MEME

This posting is a community experiment that tests how a meme, represented by this blog posting, spreads across blogspace, physical space and time. It will help to show how ideas travel across blogs in space and time and how blogs are connected. It may also help to show which blogs are most influential in the propagation of memes. The dataset from this experiment will be public, and can be located via Google (or Technorati) by doing a search for the GUID for this meme (below).

The original posting for this experiment is located at: Minding the Planet -- results and commentary will appear there in the future.

Please join the test by adding your blog (see instructions, below) and inviting your friends to participate -- the more the better. The data from this test will be public and open; others may use it to visualize and study the connectedness of blogspace and the propagation of memes across blogs.

The GUID for this experiment is: as098398298250swg9e98929872525389t9987898tq98wteqtgaq62010920352598gawst
(this GUID enables anyone to easily search Google (or Technorati) for all blogs that participate in this experiment). Anyone is free to analyze the data of this experiment. Please publicize your analysis of the data, and/or any comments by adding comments onto the original post (see URL above). (Update: shorter GUID for narrow column formats: as098398298250swg9e; both will continue to work.)

INSTRUCTIONS

To add your blog to this experiment, copy this entire posting to your blog, and then answer the questions below, substituting your own information, below, where appropriate. Other than answering the questions below, please do not alter the information, layout or format of this post in order to preserve the integrity of the data in this experiment (this will make it easier for searchers and automated bots to find and analyze the results later).

REQUIRED FIELDS (Note: Replace the answers below with your own answers)

(1) I found this experiment at URL: hhttp://www.sennoma.net/

(2) I found it via "Newsreader Software" or "Browsing the Web" or "Searching
the Web" or "An E-Mail Message": Browsing the web

(3) I posted this experiment at URL: http://www.spunangel.com/scraps/august2004/

(4) I posted this on date (day, month, year): 08/31/04

(5) I posted this at time (24 hour time): 19:30:00

(6) My posting location is (city, state, country): San Jose, CA, USA

OPTIONAL SURVEY FIELDS (Replace the answers below with your own answers):

(7) My blog is hosted by: me, I more or less roll it myself

(8) My age is: Old

(9) My gender is: One of the predictable ones

(10) My occupation is: liar

(11) I use the following RSS/Atom reader software: None

(12) I use the following software to post to my blog: HTML biatch!

(13) I have been blogging since (day, month, year): On and off since before it had a name

(14) My web browser is: Firefox

(15) My operating system is: Mac OS X and Windows XP (at work), Mac OS X (at home)

25 Possibly.. just possibly, an understa†men†

MONTREAL - Police say a minivan found in downtown Montreal loaded with guns and explosives likely belonged to an organized crime group.

"likely?"

I suppose Charlton Heston could be staging a road show.

WTF are they doing?

ALBANY, N.Y. (AP) New York state is a step closer to banning the use of urinal wafers in bathrooms at schools. The odor-control products have been around for decades, but recently they've been blamed for triggering asthma attacks as well as being a suspected carcinogen.

Uh, guys? You don't sniff 'em and you don't eat/smoke/lick 'em.

13 You love a song but just don't think the lyrics are quite right.

I hate it when a song I really like, by a band I'm really fond of (in a heterosexually appropriate way) is just a skosh off of the way I would have written it if I had had an ounce of talent. It's like that with Sugar's "Where Diamonds are Halos"

So just for the purposes of stupidity I give you my version:

Wilhelmina remained convinced that her relief was waiting beyond
The suburban half-life she loathed from the shadows
She didn't know which way to turn until the carnival of freaks passed her by
And whisked her away to where diamonds are halos

Every little bit helps. Believe me
Every little bit helps. Believe me
Every little bit helps. Please help me.
Release me.

The men in bars and boys in cars made promises to satisfy
The uncontrollable urge to relieve the frustration
The ugly snag of domestic life is that all towns are one in the same
It all depends which end of the dog she is facing

She's piling laundry on top of the man she impaled with a cocktail spear
If he was turned face up we could gauge his repose
As the engine turns over she waits for the carnival of freaks to come back
And whisk her away to where diamonds are halos

Which is only incredibly slightly different from theirs:

Wilhelmina remained convinced that her relief was waiting beyond
The suburban half-life she loathed from the shadows
She didn't know which way to turn until the carnival of freaks passed her by
And whisked her away to where diamonds are halos

Every little bit helps. Believe me
Every little bit helps. Believe me
Every little bit helps. Please help me.
Believe me.

The men in bars and girls in cars made promises to satisfy
The uncontrollable urge to relieve the frustration
The ugly snag of transient life is that all towns are one in the same
It all depends which end of the dog she is facing

She's piling laundry on top of the man she impaled with a decorative spear
If he was turned face up we could gauge his repose
As the engine turns over she waits for the carnival of freaks to come by
And whisk her away to where diamonds are halos

Only a psycho would care about the slight differences.

But I'm a caring kind of person.

Or the other thing....

12 F*ck the New Dreamweaver.

I've downloaded it and it has several sack of shit features:

1) You can't select multiple anchors and text and click and drag them (or cut and paste them)
2) When you duplicate folders it f*cking makes links relative to your home directory out of your anchors.
3) It no longer always "shows" you when it is uploading a file, particularly from the panel view.

(amongst the first two faults are why the date links in this page don't work -- oh, but they do in all the previous months... because back then Dreamweaver wasn't sh*t)

But it isn't as bad as this web advertisement:

Which sucks purely from an artistic standpoint. The near sepia tone (or duotone) of the background can't disguise the fact that it was stolen from one of the worst Robin Williams films ever (and that's covering an awful lot of bad territory) "What Dreams May Come." I suppose if you start by ripping your title from Shakespeare you're pretty much announcing your moral vacuuity. Anyway, the background of this advert looks like a bad storyboard of the worst scene of this aggressively overdone bad movie.

Then there's the two separate tubs.. nothing says "hot wild sex" like separate tubs on a hillside overlooking a hallucination (is that the base of Mount Doom our there in the far background?).

I don't even understand the need for this kind of drug. The day I lose my sex drive, due to nature, god, or my POSSLQ? I'm with Sophocles who was happy he lost his desire for sex - counting himself lucky he had lived long enough to escape the "slave-driver" that had ruled him.

Eh, I'm just pissed that the new Dreamweaver continues to suck....

7 Hmmm.. more proof I am right (always right?): Men communicate better

I have a theory that men communicate better.. well, maybe not "better" .. but more efficiently than women. I base this on observation which is the foundation of all great science.

If two women have been separated for more than 3.5 days their next meeting will feature a orgy of conversation about this, that, and the other thing. It makes the dog butt-sniffing ritual seem quick, efficient, even sanitary.

Men are quicker (in many things, I suppose ;-(). After a year of not seeing my best friend (out of state) I drove up to catch him in the northern bit of our state. Parked my car. Knocked on the door. He came out. Looked at me. Looked at my car. Said, "still driving that old piece of shit?"

And I knew we were still cool. Nothing else needed to be said.

When I try to tell this to women they generally snort and launch into long descriptions ... well, like I said, they are not as efficient as men. And they don't agree.

Here's a lovely article that is putatively about Grant Hart, the songwriter/singer/drummer for the greatest band of the 80's Hüsker Dü who is now an equally killer solo act. But you will also notice this article features a reunion of friends. Guy friends. 5 years apart. 5 seconds of greeting. Everything is cool.

If only women could be in touch with their emotions like that.

6 Drug Song?

Everyone who knows me also knows that as long as booze is legal I don't give a damn what happens to drug-fiends. I don't care how the number of dumbass drug-criminal-asses swells our prison system and forces us to release violent criminals so that pot smokers can become prison bitches. And I really don't care how athelete potheads like Quincy Carter or Ricky Williams do (HINT: They are both NFL rich, they will do just fine). Guys with big ganja habits probably shouldn't work in fields that test for it.

On the other hand I am concerned that both of these drug-fiends ("Quincy" and "Ricky") dropped the 'e' in their first names. Perhaps a dropped "e" in a first name can be considered a sign of drug abuse? Well, maybe not with Ricky Williams, who not only dropped an 'e', but an unusally high number of footballs as well.

Still, even as a confirmed hater of marijuana and its legions of dangerous addicts?

On the once or twice it happens a year?

I find it amusing to look at my car radio and see it's 4:20.

Because it means I'm sneaking home from work early.

That's why.

Pothead.

5 Another Good Spammer name/Dreamweaver blows?

Abetter M. Pushing sent me a little note. I don't remember what the note said, but I'm still wondering what he's like in bed.

And Dreamweaver? I love it... but I have the new system and I have this little "roll my own" blog and Dreamweaver doesn't seem to want me to cut and paste internal anchors and text at the same time.

I know, cry myself a river, but it sucks...

1234 Suckage Is...

Gettting all pumped up in late July to pour out some scrappage and then getting your new computer. Well, getting your new computer is cool, but transferrring everything from the old one to the new one is a biatch. In any case, it's at home.. it rocks on Final Cut Pro and Photoshop (and what else matters?). And more will be here soon...

sigh... I need a bandage... I've been on the cutting edge....

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