Ananova and Le Blogeur

I thought perpetual anticipointment blew goats until I scrolled down to the 4/3/2000 post on finding the lost hour from daylight savings time (it's the last post on the page).

Ananova went live this week, and I got around to checking her out today. I was struck by the candor the company had in posting viewers' reactions: "Other people claim Ananova sounds like she is drunk or on drugs, or just plain boring."

There's a really good story on the 23.4.00 edition of Wetlog. Oddly enough, the thought of someone being both a juvenile and a pedophile never really occurred to me.

If someone links to you because they want to snorkel you, does it still count? At this point, hell yes. Cheers to my man Le Blogeur: you've helped to keep the gun out of my mouth for another 24 hours. But it figures: I finally get a link, and I manage to delete the home page from the server for several hours without realizing it. If anyone stopped by while the site was out this afternoon, my apologies. The only thing I can offer by way of excuse is that I fell backwards and headfirst down a flight of concrete stairs last night. I only wish I were kidding.