Not quite at 42 yet... it's more like solid 36

10 March 2006

Yowsers, thanks for the nice showing so far. I thought maybe I could get one or two of you to respond and I had the snarky response for that one person's smart-mouthed comment all planned out and ready to fire. Thankfully all my Kool-with-a-capital-K readers have stepped up and run interference on his attempted mis-deeds. Awesome.

Sadly, we're still struggling to find a footing with this whole exercise. I thought that by limiting your selections to 6 (out of 400) that the Wisdom of The Crowds would decide to stop by, have some scotch, and kick it like a gangsta. So, um, yeah. That hasn't so much happened yet. But you have until later this weekend to help a girl out (how's that for vague?). Submit thy selections, o readers of mine.

Cookies, puppies, and scotch with Wisdom will be yours to claim beginning Wednesday. I'll bring the camera.

Furthermore...

  • It warms my heart that everyone has been so eager to participate without actually further interrogating me about the source of the unusual query. Then again there's furry and edible treats involved so maybe I'm just overlooking the obvious. Wait, furry *AND* edible?
  • Geeky programming internet types are the ones emailing me and asking, "Um, could you, uh, fix the comment I just posted? I think I broke something." Fucking programmers.
  • Shea has an admirer!
  • I can't be sure, but I think Josh called me a 'Ho'.
  • Steve is permanently disqualified from all my fun games. NO PUPPIES FOR YOU!

In the meantime I've been fielding questions about the Charlotte Martin concert. This is good because this means I just get to blab about it publically early next week. Goodness knows if there's anything I love more than blabbing, it's blabbing about something I took pictures of and doing it publically. The first photo was posted last night, so check it out.

I'm getting ahead of myself. Thanks for all the fish and see you on the flipside.

Comments

I may have been one of those people who said your comments were broke and I'm so *not* a fucking programmer =)

Posted by char on March 10, 2006 1:26 PM:

Leave it to a programmer to break the site of a designer. We expect code to work, and when it doesn't who do we blame... The designers :) (and it was not me.)

Furry and Edible? How do the puppies taste?

Posted by Christopher on March 10, 2006 1:40 PM:

Programmers can always be counted on to blame everyone else for their mistakes faster than they can create the internet's most god-awful white web page complete with 12pt Times New Roman text inside of padded tables outlined by grey borders ;).

Posted by sopheava on March 10, 2006 1:44 PM:

LOL @ Margaret

Posted by char on March 10, 2006 1:56 PM:

Damn right I called you a Ho.
A term of endearment, if you will.
Sent with affection and adimiration.
And because you actually bought one of the 'Pairie Ho Companion' shirts...

Geez, sometimes I think you are an offspring of the City Pages. (Not that it would be a bad thing)

Posted by Josh on March 10, 2006 4:35 PM:

Bought? What is this "bought" thing you speak of? Sounds interesting...

Posted by sopheava on March 10, 2006 4:47 PM:

*gasp* did you steal? ;-)
or did you flash a flirty, girly smile and it was given up from an institution?

It drives me nuts when women do stuff like that - but oh do I fall for it.

Posted by Josh on March 10, 2006 5:14 PM:

hey, programmers make the world go 'round.

Posted by clint on March 13, 2006 12:19 AM: