It’s a shame when parodies have to be taken down, it really is. I mean, I work for the BBC, so I can completely understand why they felt that the Queen Mother Rises From The Dead parody was inappropriate, but it’s still a shame. You know? I mean, it was kind of funny.
So every so often I check my referrers and I see a great big block of them come from a site I’ve never heard of, so I’ll go and check ’em out. And almost every single time they’re actually links to my google pornfinder mock-up. Now this would be completely cool except for the fact that absolutely none of referrers seem to be English-speaking. It’s become really popular in the Far East and quite popular in (get this) Russia, but the English-speaking world apparently think it’s just a bit tacky (evidenced by it only having been picked up by these sites on blogdex). Which of course it is. Perhaps I’m like one of those bands that becomes inexplicably popular in Japan while the whole world looks on in astonishment. Like Shampoo. That’s me, that is – the weblogging Shampoo.
My gaydar has always been completly useless, so it’s perhaps no surprise that I did remarkably badly at the b3ta gay or straight quiz. It’s extraordinarily good fun – and it may tell you something you never expected about Jeremy Paxman!
“It isn’t right, it isn’t fair,
There were no spaces anywhere….
I think that hydrant wasn’t there…”
Are you desperate to know more more, ever more about your humble narrator? If so, then you could always check out my file at haddock.org…
There’s a few really interesting debates ongoing at Barbelith at the moment… From the working classes involvement in political struggle, the function of the prison system, queer voices etc, etc. And of course there’s always going to be the odd nutty thread. But hey.
It’s not going to be up long, so you should probably go and look at it soon – Queen Mother rises from the dead!
Today I am muchly loving the cheek of the awesome Firda and her highly entertaining and completely head-destroying Blogger-parody. And if that bores you, then there’s always discovering how Google uses pigeons to rate a page’s relevance.
When you start work at the BBC you are given a temporary pass. They take a really unpleasant photo of you with the world’s cheapest digital camera and edit it so that it makes you look like you’re gurning, then they laugh and show it to their friends before printing it onto your pass. I’ve seen them do this. It’s true. The best thing about the pass is that if you’re very special you get given a little clip to put it onto your belt which includes this little mechanism so that you can pull out the pass on a little retractable cable and then let it go and it wizzes back to your waist. I have had much fun with this already. But the best thing about it is that there actually seems to be a culture involved in the wearing of it. I have been reliably informed that only dorks clip it to the front of their trousers. The hip place to put it is on the right-hand hip…
iBooks are beautiful, but some people miss the various colours that you could make them and pine for something a little more extreme than the pearly white that is currently in vogue. And then again, some people aren’t content just to pine…
