Wheeeeeee
Less than 200 hits 'til 30k people! Now if I had a dollar for every one of them.... well, I'd have 4 Reuben Paterson paintings.
Actually I've already broken through the 30k mark, but not since I've had statcounter.
And I'm sure less than 50% of the hits are me.
16 comments:
Saw you on Vicus' blog, figured I'd help raise your percentage of non-you posts.
Thanks Frontier Editor, and any comment is a double hit because I'm compelled to respond.
Saw your dad today! He says you say "fuck" too much
:)
Rich coming from him.
Are you here just seeking popularity from a bunch of freaks too weird to relate in the outside world?
How does that make you feel?
Me too.
I thought I was being terribly modern having a loads of virtual relationships.
You mean the lucrative employment contracts and invitations to write my memoirs aren't coming soon?
How's this then? I need someone to mow my yard, and you can leave a mark in the wet concrete of the sidewalk reconstruction across the street.
And I should get extra credit - I didn't make any Thompson Twins jokes.
Sounds marvellous. I'll even bring my own pushmower. I'm pricey, but worth it. I hope you live over the road from Hollywood, and are referring to those handprints?
And I'm a bit unclear about the Thompson Twins reference - the 80s band or Tin Tin's mates?
The 80's band - I'm American, remember?
And there's a holly bush and a drug addict near the sidewalk - that's as Hollywood as it gets.
I assume you're a very cultured American, to be reading my intellectual blog and all.
Your sidewalk sounds a lot more Hollywood than mine. For a start, our is called a footpath.
Well, ours is called by those who use it 'that god****** piece of 60-year old f****** good for nothing s*****-assed, narrow-assed, split-level obstacle course'
but it does have a holly bush and a drug addict.
And I'm really as cultured as penicillin mold. But this is a pretty decent blog to visit.
Shucks. Thanks.
I have to admit to not really having seen many American sidewalks. When we were staying in LA we thought we'd go for a walk to a mall. Seems that people don't walk to the mall. We looked like utter freaks walking along beside some massive road, and then it took about 10 minutes to cross the giant carpark.
You've discovered the secret to the downfall of American culture. I live in a town of 3,800 people in rural Virginia. I can't walk to a supermarket, a barber shop or even a well-stocked hardware store because they've all moved to shopping centers designed with no pedestrian or even safe bicycle access in mind. I can walk to three restaurants, a small park, six churches (pretty ironic for an agnostic)and six lawyers' offices, but for any major purchases I have to light off the gas-burner for safe and reasonable access.
How in hell did that happen? Nevermind.
I think those 6 churches might represent some of the downfall of America too...
See how I'm compelled to respond to every comment? This could go forever.
Yep. And I know enough about three of those churches to wonder why they haven't been destroyed by lightning or plague or pestilence.
But I digress.
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