Read My Lips - the blog

Sometimes ya feel like a nut, sometimes ya found that ya are one

Wee wee BE. Seems the the more ya surf, the more visitors they send you way. 'Course, funny thing is, I was always gettin' a purty nice share of visitors, at any rate. Bein' the king of the Google searches, or at least one of the king's boot lickin' lackeys, I found I had more daily visitors than daily readers. I don't necessarily want the click-throughs, but I find myself often wishin' that 30 second timer would speed up a bit, so I know I ain't gonna please all the people. However, I was of the 'pinion that surely a large percentage of people would find some entertainment in my mundane diatribes. I jes' assume that such would equate the level of popularity that I possess IRL. Oh wait, IRL people encircle me in hopes they can convince me to assume responsibility for their problems gratis. At least ya'll ain't askin' me for nuthin' -- even though I often ask ya to do so. How very many times over the last year-and-a-half-plus have I asked ya'll to provide me a bit more feedback with regard to what ya like and don't like so as to guide me toward makin' this the sort of site ya'll want it to be.

Yep, I seem to have too little time to see all those blogs. BE keeps sendin' me to some really cool new blogs. I have added quite a few new ones to the blogroll and have blogmarked a lot in my BE console. I jes' ain't got the time it takes to keep up with it all. I fretted so much 'bout readin' ever' word that so many of ya'll had placed 'pon the electronic platters of your respective blogs that I forgot that Dallas was playin' on Monday Night Football. 'Course, mighta been a good thing, since ever' since I turned on the game, the Cowboys seem to have been self-destructin'.

I was so steadily surfin' that I, as seems to occur so frequently, forgot to eat anythin'. I was prowlin' though the 'fridge assessin' my dinin' options and ever'thin' within the confines of that mostly empty box was a bit too spicy for me to eat this late. There was a variety of cheap pizzas, some leftover goulash from last night, and some left-over lasagna from whenever, the latter two too solidly frozen to be easily heated, as well. I suddenly 'membered the purchases I made yesterday. 'Mong such items as I unbagged and put away was a six-pack of Emperor Ramen's Magical Manna.* I delightfully dined on a pair of such packets without too much bother.

The navel has requested that I announce the firin' of our former advertisin' agent, Larry. Due to strict instructions from our attorneys, we are unable to discuss the matter further. The navel additionally moves that ya'll increase the level of your commentary. I second that motion. All who agree vote "aye." End of report.

[Addendum: Julius Jones!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! COWBOYS WIN!!!!!!!! I need to go to bed ^{an hour ago}. End of Addendum.]

*Such is not actually the product's brand name. That phrase is totally my creation.

Posted by Tiger at December 6, 2004 11:13 PM | TrackBack