BLOGGER!
The psot below was written and re-written several times as blogger has been refusing to acknowlege changes and allow pictures to be added to stories.
I am not happy.
I am not happy.
"Om asato maa sad gamaya; tamaso maa jyotir gamaya; mrtyor maa amrtam gamaya. Om shaantih shaantih shaantih." — Brihadaranyaka Upanishads (1.3.28)
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Maybe the folks at Blogger and at Google are actually squirrels! Or maybe the CEOs there are actually secretly those darn old ladies and naive moms who like to feed squirrels in Stanely Park!
For some reason I checked out your map, just for fun. You know you have no readers in Russia? At all? Ever? You just must not translate well....
In other news, when I went there, here are the google ads I was assailed with:
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I thought that was just perfect....
BTW, have you noticed I now have an account. Sort of. It's my Google Mail ID, not blogger. If you were, you know, curious.
All those Ads because I mentioned the word "hymn" in one post. I see a whole different set of Christian ads than that.
Also I may have had some Russians, etc, visit the site but before the map was put up.
Trent I triedd to clickon you nd nothing happened.
Maybe I'm not allowed to look??
The squirrel thing creeped me out actually. I always liked the giant squirrels in the park. It called to memory an odd remembrance of you and I and someone else (Pete or Trent I think) walking around the park with you singing "squirrels" to the BEastie Boys "girls".
Odd...
We like to gather nuts
but people splatter our guts
as they go for country drives
it isn't easy to survive.
Squirrels
We are not raccoons
we don't live in palm trees
or in your bathrooms.
The last line was
I want to whip out my - squirrel.
I was living in Lower B dorm when I heard that one. I think it was run on UMFM in Winnipeg - a guy from there had it tapped along with other college radio staples like The Unfriendly Giant and The Frantics.
G:
I don't have a blog. I just have a G-mail account. So if you click on me, I make bad innuendoes. Wait. No. You go to a profile not found page, because I don't exist.
You never saw me.
Colette does. She's over at blatheringblonde.blogspot.com.
You'll like her most recent post.
But not too much. That is, after all, my nephew...
I tried to go to her blog and got the same error message...
neither of you like me do you?
*sniff*
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