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FindTheDirt.com -> Search Requests. I received the most peculiar e-mail notice at the end of January. My spam filter caught it and, because the subject was so odd, I looked at its headers for signs of legitimacy. Although the site names were peculiar, there was not the usual pile-up of faked information and I gave the message a look.
Dude I know this is OT, but I had to tell you how much I appreciate your comment on that insipid, pathetic Talking Moose blog crap.
Do you see what is going on? This junk is anti-blogging, it is the doom of the blogosphere. When are we going to wake up and attack this horrid perversion of Sincerity, Online Community, Authenticity, Honesty, Credibility.
That blog made you "feel dirty."?? I had the same feeling, but couldn't articulate it. What caused that creepy retarded brain death feeling?
It was...almost...satanic...or something. And I don't mean to be religious or fanatically over reacting. Y'know? Something so dumbed down it was unclean, evil.
I've never felt that way. I've never been to any porn site. This was dirty in a...dumbed down way.
I just cannot capture the essence like you did so brilliantly.
I'm a blogspot blogger. You're family!
Drop by Vaspers the Grate.
You should like both a lot. I hope.
Steven is talking about comments posted on "The Red Couch" concerning a blog that is authored by a fictional moose. I'm not so charged up about it as Steven. I also don't have as much skin in the bizblog game and I hope that I was successful in presenting my personal reaction without generalizing beyond my own experience. The Talking Moose is still being developed, so I don't know what changes these early reactions will lead to, or not.
PS: My favorite (i.e., only) baseball cap is autographed by a talking antlerhead and I treasure it. But I also know it was a person in an animal suit serving as a baseball-team mascot. Wanna play guess the team?
I would have given the mascot's name but I couldn't remember it at once and I wasn't going to go look at the hat. But I had pie of that kind on Easter Sunday, and when I told Vicki that Safeway has some fresh in the produce section, I thought she was going to leave the dinner table right then and go shopping. But if you guess the team, you probably know the mascot's name.
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