Observations
1. I have blog friend issues. I know this, because all but a couple defied blog etiquette 101 on my first meme post by not commenting even though they were linked! I am now officially eating worms. They are best chopped, fried, and served over a bed of spinach leaves. And I recommend the raspberry vinaigrette.
2. More importantly, the 2 newbies that I tagged in that post are very new to blogworld. How new are they? They are sooo new, that they know not the wonders of Sitemeter and Blogrolling, nor do they know what it means that they have been tagged. But they are bright minds, so I know they'll figure it out. In fact, this post is actually a sad attempt to pimp them.
However, I urged them to do this little thing, and so pimp I will try. Of course, if any of you gracious and prolific bloggers like what you see, feel free to assist me in the linkage duty here.
Now I must ask you a question. If I were to tell you that a severed bloody limb lay on the ground before you, would you look? If so, you might enjoy Clockwork Orange Happier. If you prefer the humorous thoughts of a literature prof, try Ophelia.
(Both will be added to my blogroll momentarily. I hesitate to call them my blogspring though, as my children seem to have a tendency to run away from home....even the chosen one!)
Update: At least one, if not both of the newbies are out of town and without connection for the weekend, so if any of you kind souls linked them, give them a couple of days to find you, thank you, and update accordingly.
posted by Key on
06:02 PM
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Comments (48)
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She Who Will Be Obeyed! links with:
Sorry
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Argghhh! The Home Of Two Of Jonah's Military Guys.. links with:
Hey! Pity party!
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Cadillac Tight links with:
I'm up way too late
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Righty in a Lefty State links with:
Key to the party
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The Gun Line links with:
Sprint and Drift...
I've made the same mistake myself though. Didn't know shit about blogging etiquette until recently and I have been posting on mine for quite awhile now. Not that I am making excuses for anyone, they can do that themselves.
BTW, thanks for the link. Added Ophelia to my blogroll earlier.
... thanks, sis.. far be it from me to offend.. those whippersnappers need to be jerked into line, though.. after all... we do have our standards..
Hey, I had already done that meme, and since I *never* got a trackback ping from you, how should *I* know when you link to me...
:-P
If you want comments, you either have to ping me or piss me off. That's how I work, at least with married chicks, dear.
:-P
Oh,dear. I didn't know that was a rule. I rarely get a comment when I link to someone.
Oh, my. I have royally screwed up.
Darn.
I'm sorry world.
I didn't know. It was not on purpose.
I should note that I have managed to royally piss off Jack a few times, and then he comments, but I like him anyway!
Again, so sorry. I go now to make a public apology.
Sh*t.
Heh, I mock it and adhere to it at the same time. Of course, as I said in my email to you, "etiquette be damned, I just want attention!"
Why we're here, right?
So *this* is where Jack hangs out...
And since you're in a self-pitying, whiny mood, want a margarita?
Rocks? Salt?
It usually soothes the SWWBO-Monster!
Sheesh, there goes Donovan with those Triple Sec Margaritas again ;-)
Grand Marnier, John, Grand Marnier.
Pay me no attention whatsoever - I'm on enforced sobriety for two more weeks, and I'm clearly just jealous.
Hmph, I guess I just learned a lesson in blog-etiquette myself. I dread commenting, I tend to write more in comments than I do on my own blog.
Especially when I'm trading comments with my buddy Jack :-P
Well John, I am Jack's "brat," so he comes by now and then, I think just to make sure I'm not stirring up any new trouble. (Of course, I usually do that on HIS site, so I feel ya pain Bro!)
As for you John...a link, a party, AND a margarita. I'm livin' large!
Thanks hon. ; )
The boys at Argghhh! The Home Of Two Of Jonah's Military Guys said to come on over and say hi.
Ko nichi wa from Japan. I was reading their blog and they said people should come here and comment.
*drags the 'ritamatic through the hole in the blogwall*
Oooof. This thing gets heavier with each mod Punc throws into it. Anyway, it's primed and ready to go, glasses are in the base, salt's under the doojigger on top and the scruples and bedoodlewhoopies are on call for cleanup.
Just keep them away from the Brasso--last time they polished this thing, the 'ritas tasted like fried ammonia for a week...
ATC, all that chew has dulled your senses. There isn't a *drop* of Triple Sec in the Castle stores.
A Castle 'Rita is Cuervo Especial, Grand Marnier, mix, topped with Cointreau, on the rocks, with salt.
Ya want frozen, the blender is on the bar, have at it.
Dang, y'all are killing me . . . margaritas. Four years in Texas, and now I'm in the land of the Rising $2/lime Sun, and you're having a . . .
Aaaaahhhhh. That went down great, John. Does it have friends?
Cheers, Key!
PGE
...carefully does it with the RitaMatic, Chief- you don't want to upset the calibration of the stabilizing gyro. The gyro eliminates oscillation when the turbo-supercharger (ex P-38) spins up...
mmmmmmmmmmm... breakfast 'Rita!!!!
Coming from a fellow baby blogger... I, too, have linky love issues to resolve. It's a sad, sad story, one I won't bore you with, but it all started when I was born a po' lil' black chil'... oh drat.. that wasn't me. It was some other Jerk.
Anyway...
John, that's MY kinda marg you're serving! As I always say- if you're gonna do something... do it right. Now GIMME! *slurp*
Oh now you did it! You have let loose the blogs of war! Especially the Denizens of the Castle.
*swats at a bedoodlewhoopie*
I am offering non alky drinks of Le Mon D'Aide, Juice a la Orange and Iced Jasmine Tea, prepared Thai style.
*settles in chandelier and waits for the Bodacious Ya Yas*
Hee. Those BCR Lab Specials are useful, eh, Cricket? The Anti-Grav so you could bring it from the Castle over here to Key's Place?
Here I am, brain the size of a planet, and they ask me to entertain at a party. And me, with this terrible pain in all the diodes down my left side.
Whoo -- Party time is starting Early today ... or I'm late from last night! Either way, I can't drink and drive - but I'll stop by for a 'rita later, if that's okay.
Cricket needs to get the kitchen 'round here fired up!
Need some crudites' and other comestibles!
Well, Bill was wondering about all the mods to the rita machine. I guess it has become quit the hernia load.
*snaps towel at a scruple's backside, resumes chatting*
Anyway, I agree.
I'm starvin... what's for lunch?
I dunno, Cricket's been bedoodlewhoopie whacking and jaw-jawing, so the kitchen is *not* in production...
OW! Otay.
Vittles on the griddle:
Ruebens on Rye
Ceasar Salad
Dessert: Peanut Butter Cookies with chocolate chips. Cold milk and for those who need a kick with their Moo, Kaluha and coffee with their Moo and a shot of cream.
There...
*shoos Moat Monster away from cookie dough*
party? somebody say par-taaaay?
here I am. *snags a glass and heads tot he rita machine* mmmm...this is going to go so good with my darvocet this morning.
Honey, NONE of the 5 I tagged did the meme. Two took the time out to email me with a "too busy" or "I don't do that kind of thing", but the others just blew it off... which is fine, it was just for fun.
Just so you know... there are ALWAYS others out there worse off than you.... LOL!
Worse? You don't even know the worst of it.
*grabs oversized 'Rita glass and marches off in direction of 'Rita-matic*
*Pours big glass and gulps it down*
Hmm, what're all these doo-hickies for anyway...
Hey, this looks neat, I wonder if it can be plugged into the spare choco-thrower?
Aren't we s'posed to have some engineering types around here?
Ack! More cleaning to do when the revelers leave, and I haven't finished the chandelier at Arrggghh! yet. Sigh. Good luck Key, these jokers and the 'rita matic are gonna bust your will to read your comments section.
Hey, look at all the doilies...this must be a lady's blog. [Steps back outside and wipes feet.] Worms are a good protein source, ya know?
*Ewell Gibbons Voice*
"And some parts of the pine tree *are* edible, for that nice veggie component to your worm dish."
That's why I don't have a blog, so I can stay in the background, lurk, and occasionally comment.
Let them eat cake!
*runs in, lugging Mk1(mod) Warm Chocolate Fudge Thrower... Pressurizes tank and cuts loose, coating area with Godiva Hot Fudge...*
Hi! The Gun Line Rep has commented! Ooh-Rah!
*tips hat, runs out*
The Donovan sent me. Whiny? You and Marvin ain't got nuthin on me. I'll tell ya what they told me, suck it up and proceed.
Nah, didn't work for me, either.
Grit yer teeth, curl up, and wait it out.
It's just blogs.
*wipes cooling chocolate from table-top, licks fingers*
Yumm - Godiva fudge, good stuff.
JTG ... Whaddya mean, it's just blogs? Them's fightin' words !!
Well, re comments on Neffi's RitaMatic I gotta say the man is obviously a genius. I graduated MIT as Magnum Come Loudly and I couldn't replicate or improve this fine design- and installing a TSC on the intake manifold was brilliant, just brilliant. In terms of throughput, this device can (at maximum capacity) supply the needs of any Cinco de Mayo celebration in the country. [Note- max cap must not exceed 60 seconds, lest the methanol boost system over-tax the liquid cooled cylinder block].
In addition, this Neffi guy is known to be bright, witty, handsome, generous, kind, macho, and thoroughly versed in the arts. He is everything I want to be, but can't (sob)
..and Chief- next time you move the RitaMatic, do unlock the castering, pneumatic wheels- much easier, eh? heh
Jeez, what can I say? MechGen- apply yourself, and you too can achieve; don't be so hard on yourself.
heh
*rolling eyes @ Neffi*
Note to Key: Neffi is known for both his "creative" sense of reality and his many aliases... *grin*
Em-Gee--You've obviously mistaken the CD undercarriage storage modules for castor-oiled pneumonic wheedles. Punc's latest mod was the a-grav generator, but ya still have to drag it because she bollixed the inertial nullification synchronicity (I *told* her not to sample the 'ritas while she's soldering).
Oh, yeah--Iron Butterfly and Frijid Pink should pop first when you fire up the mini CD player, if I read the LCD right. And if I didn't, it's gonna load the White Album and Goat's Head Soup...
Hey, John--how much more of this do ya think she can handle before she breaks down and springs for some decent wallpaper for this place?
[*whap*] YIPE!
More choco pudding to clean? Sarge, thanks alot(trundles large cart of cleaning supplies around. Drags mop bucket behind). The internet don't clean itself you know.
Iff'n ye went to any Castle parties, you'd see that the fudge is self-cleaning... If it hasn't been consumed in three hours, it evaporates into a nice mist of nano-bots programmed to polish silver, lift stains, deodorize, clean the cat litterbox, and take the dog for a walk....
Bill, the wallpaper would have been okay if you had used the a-grav suspension thingies on the Rita machine. But Nnnnnnnooooooooooooo. You had to attach it to Herbie the Love Chopper and bring it in
with a flourish.
Nicely done.
Alright already. Overwhelming guilt has forced me to write two lists.
*Lights cigarette*
Its done. I have spent 11 days . . . ignoring blogging all together. But I did it . . . I finished your tag, oh dark queen of bondage. I ought to get into this racket. You link me a few times, then command the orders, right? Kidding . . . mostly. I feel so cheep and dirty. Oh, wait, thats how I always feel . . .
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