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Saturday, April 06, 2002
BLOG, THE FINAL FRONTIER... I hope y'all have noticed I'm pioneering ever-higher levels of bloggish self-referentialishness. Linking to other bloggers' posts about myself! Shall we call it ... ego-linking? Whew! Have I jumped on this bandwagon, or what?
GIDDY-AS-A-SCHOOLGIRL HOME NEWS: Cool! E-mails and/or links from Welch, Layne, Instantman, Treacher, Blair (whom I briefly forgot to credit with the Newsweek thing)! I ain't been this excited since I saw Loni Anderson and Joan Rivers in one beautiful Manhattan day!
FROM THE PAUL BEGALA AWARDS BANQUET DRINK MENU: Oh, Mr. Sullivan, if you're reading, congratulations. And if you're still casting about for your weekly Clinton-bashing story, begin here. You're welcome.
SCORE! This is more like it! The dirt is starting to roll in! The lovely Catherine Seipp tells cowboyman Matt Welch the real Mickey Kaus scoop:"Mickey is my ex-husband, I actually just got married to Andrew Sullivan, and we're planning to adopt..."Though I guess that blows my theory about all the sexual tension between Sullivan and Eric Alterman. And sources tell me Kaus and Bjorn Staerk were united in a tasteful Stalinist ceremony last weekend. And you can FACT CHECK my ass on that, folks!
AM I the only one to notice that an anagram for Boston Globe is Toe Snob Blog? Somebody register that name! Many hits from some, um, interesting folks await you!
LET'S START with a rundown of a few players:Friday, April 05, 2002
HEY, Whatever happen to the first two BlogWatches, anyways? Haven't seen 'em in a while. Slackers.
WHAT THE... Yeah, yeah. Everybody's bloggin' about Deep Stuff. Afghanistan blah blah airports blah blah Israel blah blah guns blah Ashcroft blah terrorists blah. But who are these people? Where do they live? Are they married? Single? Looking? Are they free Saturday night? How much do the L.A. bloggers spend on booze and tacos on an average weekend? What galaxy is Instantman from? What did Sully have for dinner? Did he keep it down? And how does freakin' DenBeste know so damn much? What we need is somebody to watch all this. Somebody to comb the net and alert the masses to the small, yet revealing, personal touches we find in Blogland (Blogistan, blogosphere, blogworld, can't we find a better name?). So, I inaugurate BlogWatch III: This Time it's Personal.
OK, OK, OK. You were right. And you were right. And so were you. And you and you and you. You were also right, but, shall we say, rained on the parade. You were a little bit right, but not as right as you.