Do this immediately if you are a weblogger yourself: Go to Interconnected.org [DIRK] and do a search for weblog. Do this particularly if you happen to run: megnut.com, notsosoft.com, Captainfez.com, Blogger.com, Interconnected.org/home, Evhead.com, Extenuating Circumstances, camworld.com or riothero.com. Someone’s been in there playing around a bit. I say we give them a hand!
Sometimes – just sometimes – I do something so unbearably evil that I astound even myself: You Know Who You Are!
The immortal Meg has an article published today in the Observer on the TV drama Attachments (which I have managed to completely not see as yet). In it she writes:
[Attachments: Are you Attached?]
The business model for seethru.co.uk is laughable, too, echoing the underpants-stealing gnomes from a classic episode of South Park:1. Steal underpants
2. ???
3. Profit!
So I’m wandering around Chez Andy, thinking how nice and orange everything is, when I see this white blotch with “Hello I use Organizine, the wave of the future”. This looks really interesting, so I think to myself, I’m going to go to their site organizine.com and see if it might be suitable for what I want to do with barbelith.com and filmsoho.com (my other recent acquisition which is not quite functional yet). But when I go, I get confronted with a password protection screen and can’t go any further. So now I’m intrigued, frustrated and need more information.
If you want to see pictures of someone who looks a bit like me, only fatter (oh and some other weblogging types) mooching around seedy bars in Soho, then all you have to do is get your fat arse over to NotSoSoft’s blogallery. My particular favourite: Tom is humoured by Luke. This happened a lot over the evening. Anyway – now to sneak them all onto amihotornot.com [ha!].
RE: Sex in Zero Gravity [from Wired]
According to Stine, it was “possible but difficult.” Stine also explained that the tank experiments revealed that sex in zero gravity would be easier if a helpful astronaut was available to assist the copulating couple by holding one of the two participants in place.
The dark satanic cult of the UK weblogging community met up again last night for Thai food and a booze-up in Soho. Statistics for the event are being quantified as we speak, as are the (gulp) photos (damn you Meg and Dan).
Interesting facts:
[People present included: Meg NotSoSoft, Dan Daily Doozer / Extenuating Circumstances, Popt Art, Matt Interconnected, DarrenMachineGo, Chris RaettigORG, NetDyslexia, Jen Threadnaught, Secret Squirrel, PlayingWithCobras, Luke Fez, Adrian Vavatch.]
People who say that there isn’t enough personal content on my site (and there are a couple) should learn to read between the lines, if you ask me. I can’t be expected to spell everything out!
Just a snippet today – this time about last weekend:
“Friday night decided I had to do something to pull me out of the exhausted self-hating funk I had been in, so i went out for a drink with Nick Hornig. We went out, got drunk and I ended up pulling this air steward who wanted to go to a club. I said that he should ring me at home if he wanted to come and join me before 3am. At 4am he rang – I was asleep on the sofa fully clothed and snapped at him until he went away. Turned my phone off and went to bed.
Saturday morning I get up at midday, turn on my phone and find that Will has arrived in London, spent the night out, had got lost in Richmond, dumped by his fling for the evening without any money, and had begged enough money to get a travel card to Maida Vale and a bottle of champagne.”
I’ve got to get me one of these: [bark with me: WOOF WOOF].
