So, as I’ve mentioned before, I’ve been screwing around with the code for this blog system, tweaking here and fiddling there. Additionally, I’m preparing myself for the experience of un-jumping the Shark, including a heavily overdue name change.
To diverge from the matter at hand for a moment, I’ve got a few submissions. Here, in their infinite glory, is the current list:
1. Tripe, it’s what’s for dinner.
2. Bad to the Quark
3. Ideology in 2/4 time
4. The Iron Blogger
Feel free to submit others, as I’m still at a creative loss. Your submission could be chosen, and you could win the coveted title as my Internet-polluting co-dependent enabler! I’ll have to make up a trophy of that in Photoshop for the winner.
Anyway, as I’ve been working to improve the mess around here (similar to trying to properly align a picture frame on the one remaining wall in a house destroyed by a tornado), I was poking around the access logs for this site.
I was completely and utterly unprepared for what awaited my fragile little brain regarding the search phrases used to find this site. Here, for your laughter and mental mayhem, is a screenshot:
Here is the link. Instead of just placing this inline, I decided to force people to click on the image, since this would almost, but not entirely be considered completely unsafe for work.
JESUS WEEPING CHRIST ON A POPSICLE STICK!
That’s my verbatim reaction.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. You people scare me.
I’m going to my happy place now, wherever the hell that might be.
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