I’m Going To Be On BoingBoing

The title of this post is not a fact — it’s a positive visualization.

There are all sorts of blogs and websites concerned with all sorts of topics.

An integral part of my blog is talking about or sharing things that I think are “cool”. I never did stop using that word that I first latched onto as a child, though my peers probably stopped using it around the fifth grade.

Cool is cool, and always will be for me.

So, there is this website called BoingBoing, which bills itself as “A Directory Of Wonderful Things”. Essentially, it’s devoted to all things cool.

To many people in the Internet community, having your website or one of your posts linked to on BoingBoing means it is officially cool. And to extrapolate from that, hey, it means you’re cool.

I’m proud to say our very own Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein was honored on the pages of BoingBoing several months ago. That should come as no surprise, as he is cool.

BoingBoing has a suggestion facility whereby one can submit a website/video/blog post/etc. for inclusion on its site. I would imagine BoingBoing is inundated with suggestions every day, hour, minute and second, but despite this, I tried to submit a couple posts of mine because I thought they were cool.

I only did this a couple times, early on in my blogging career. I told them about a cool thing I discovered about the Watchmen comic book. I told them about my slowed-down, heavy metal version of Toni Basil’s Mickey. Though I still believe these posts are capital “C” COOL, no one from BoingBoing agreed with me.

I truly believe I have come up with a few things on I, Splotchy that were cool enough to be linked to on BoingBoing, but hey, no hard feelings.

However, now that I am nearing my one year blogoversary, I’m struck with my own sense of blogomortality. I need to get listed on BoingBoing, and I need to do it before March 29th!

That’s why over the next nine days, I will be putting up the occasional post tailored specifically to the peculiar tastes of the tastemakers at BoingBoing. It’s called pandering, baby!

And if it doesn’t work, I can at least say I tried, and trying’s cool, right?

Look for the “boingboing” label to distinguish the BoingBoing pandering posts from my non-BoingBoing pandering ones.

My Feeble Contribution To A Blogswarm

Hi,

A blogswarm basically consists of a whole bunch of bloggers who decide to talk about a topic at the same time, in order to draw attention to the topic and discuss different aspects of it.

Today, there is a blogswarm about the 5 year anniversary of the Iraq War, which seems to have its homebase here.

Though I don’t really post that much about politics, I decided at the last minute I’d make a contribution to this blogswarm.

I am basically just including a few videos to highlight some of the people that should be held personally responsible for the horrible carnival ride so many people have been thrown onto these past five years.

It’s an awful ride for Iraqi civilians, whose loss of life and suffering quietly continues, largely unreported in the Western media. It’s terrible for US soldiers, dying and being stretched thin, walking targets dropped in the middle of a foreign land that did not attack us. It’s much easier for Americans sheltered from the news from the war (hey, I’ve a got a $600 check headed my way, even!), but that doesn’t mean bad things aren’t spinning out of control, with huge amounts of money transferred from taxpayers to enrich a few corporations, to the detriment of social programs and future generations of Americans.

Misery, death, sadness, horror, debt, torture, loss.

There are people responsible for this.

Here are three of them.

Dick Cheney on Iraq (1994)
You have probably already seen it before, but you should watch it again.

Saddam and Rumsfeld (1983)
Video, with no audio.
Keep in mind that this meeting occurred after the killings of 148 Shiites in 1982, a crime for which Saddam was sentenced to death and executed.

Bush, Smoking Gun In The Form Of A Mushroom Cloud
Whipping up the appropriate cloud of primal fear to catapult this nation into war.

Thank you, Bush Administration!
Thanks for everything.

Please Remember, As There Is A Good Chance I Will Forget

Eleven more days and I’ll be hitting my first year anniversary of blogging, which all started out with a post on two of my favorite topics — zombies and shopping.

Okay, I lied. I don’t really like shopping at all.

Anyways, if March 29th rolls around and you think of it, poke me in the stomach and remind me it’s been a freakin’ year.

Thanks.

P.S. It is not appropriate to congratulate me on a blogyear of activity on this post. You’re just going to have to set aside a portion of your brain to remember the date, and remind/congratulate me when it finally rolls around.

Middle Name Meme

Zoiks, another meme I have been tagged with. I better get on with it, I reckon.

The Rules:

1. Post the rules before you give your answers.

2. List one fact about yourself beginning with each letter of your middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use your maiden name or your mother’s maiden name.

3. At the end of your blog post, tag one person (or blogger of another species) for each letter of your middle name. Be sure to leave them a comment telling them they’ve been tagged.

Bright – I’m reasonably smart. There are plenty smarter, but I do okay, I guess.

Eccentric – I’m a tad weird, and not necessarily in the oh-let’s-watch-a-documentary-about-this-interesting-chap way. I have an eclectic palate, I concentrate on odd musical things, and I routinely indulge my sense of humor that many times finds no common ground with readers of my blog. So, I’m not crazy wacky nuts, but I’m a little off (I honestly think most people have their own eccentricities which they choose to keep hidden).

Negative – I can be a real pisser sometimes. This pissiness comes out in bursts, sometimes in carefully controlled form.

Juvenile – Four words: I like fart jokes.

Anxious – I’m a hypochondriac, I have the occasional panic attacks, I’m paralyzed with fear when faced with a mechanical breakdown or a simple household repair. Anxious.

Misanthropic – Not only am I negative, I am also a little misanthropic. I think people are capable of wonderful things, but there are times when confronted with something awful I think, “yeah, that’s humanity for you”. See Dreadful Reimaginings for my misanthropy in concentrated form. And look forward to a new bitterly funny installment of this feature, Jesus and the Magic Beans, which I’ll post sometime this coming weekend.

Imagination – I’m not all rain clouds, I like rainbows too. I think the imagination is one of the greatest treasures of being alive. If you’re not using yours, you’re missing out. That’s one reason why I often have more fun talking with kids.

Nice – I’m nice! Honest!

I’m so nice I won’t tag anyone for this. However, if the ghost of Harry S. Truman wants to give it a shot, he is certainly welcome to.