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Richard the Previous, Mojo and I have a pavlovian response to the word ‘brownies’.
Even if you have absolutely no life, a full 24 hours of blogging can cause you to ‘get behind’.
Blogathons bring out the best in people, even at 4 in the morning.
I can remain coherent for around 19 hours. After that, its time for my readers to seriously lower their expectations.
No matter how cool your Blogathon logo is, the gay guys (and a couple of the straight wimmenz) are gonna want the stone penises back.
There are some very cool, interesting people who participate in the blogathon.
The blogathon is 24 hours, but it takes a lot more than 24 hours to recover.
A hot-dog at midnight is not as good as it sounds.
Cats don’t want you on the computer for 5 minutes, much less for 24 hours.
Never ever ever ever eat generic yogurt. I cannot stress that strongly enough. Just don’t do it.
Iced water is good for keeping you awake, but really, its not as tasty as tea.
Infomercials begin precisely at 6am.
The sci-fi channel sucks even worse late at night than it does during the day. (With a few notable exceptions to the suckage, which I watch faithfully. We all know what those are)
SunnO is best around 3am.
Soul food is a good way to recover from a blogathon.
My friends are the greatest.
Buy me a beer!
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All great words of wisdom, Che.
In fact, when you said ‘brownies’, I salivated just as you had predicted!
I had discovered some similar truths in my time, but you have some new lessons for all of us. My favorite is Never ever ever ever eat generic yogurt. I cannot stress that strongly enough. Just don’t do it.
Why? Because it’s just so true. If you’re broke, wait for Dannon, Yoplait, or Stoneyfield Farms to go on sale. Don’t eat generics, folks. Che knows. That applies to other foods as well, particularly cookies. My gods, generic cookies suck.
You know, at our supermarket, Yoplait is frequently on sale. So there is NO REASON to buy the generic stuff. Just no reason.
Yoplait also has a key-lime flavor that kicks ass.
By the way, I love the stone penis that is up now that the blogathon is over.
I learned that blogathons can differ so much from year to year.
That women tend to blog more than men.
That 3 in the morning at 38 is a LOT different than 3 in the morning at 28 or 18.
That there is a very cool site out there about NASCAR.
That I had better write and Mojo better think.
That brownies taste good even if you make them in the most ridiculous way possible.
And that SPers are the best (but I knew that already).
I quite like the new stone penis myself. Woohoo!
I still love the fact that Shelley’s merest mention of brownies sent us all barrelling into the kitchen to make our own.
I also want to put Stefficus and Karah on my regular blogroll. I have Karah’s site, but I need Steff’s regular site (so if you stop by here, Steff, leave a link)
I’VE BEEN TRYING.
…i’ve been very trying in my time, but that’s not really what i meant. heh. i’ve tried to comment on everything from the penis (”what? fig leaf?” *two thumbs up, big grin*) to the nine of wands, but your filter seems to think i’m not legit.
i even made a blogathon entry about that at one point. i think. i meant to, anyway.
so now, i’m trying the simple expedient of using my laptop to comment instead of the desktop, thinking that perhaps the IP is the problem.
my regular blog can be found by clicking my username at the goatening. it’s fwedewick.
dog, i hope this works.
Oh noes! You’ve been filtered!
I’ll set about rectal-fying that immediately.
Its your IP, by the way. You match an IP on my blacklist. I’ll get you whitelisted.
Well I do apologize for my overzealous spam filter. It usually works so well, I rarely have to mess with it. This is the first time its ever spammed comments that I want here.
Except a couple of times when it did spam Richard the Previous. Thats because he was very granular in those days.
Granular Man - sounds like one of his super-heroes.
Anyway, I now have all your comments restored to their rightful place, and hopefully you will no longer be filtered.
Unless of course you come here trying to sell us viagra.
“granular maaaaan, granular maaaaan, does what-eh-ver a granular can!”
thankee. that’s actually the exes ip. i was using it because my wireless can be fickle, and i figured that if i had to post every 30 minutes, i’d damn well better have a backup so i blogged from his place. turns out, that was a good call.
well. except for the filtering. and the OMGWTFLOUD tv. and the hasty between-posts ex-sex… oh. wait. that wasn’t SO bad.
*grin*
I think Granular Man must be the sidekick of our other superhero, Radioactive Penis Man. But I digress.
Well maybe your ex has been here in the past posting Viagra spam and thats why his IP is in my blacklist. Are you aware of this dark Viagra-peddling side of him?
Ah the ex-sex. Well there’s one way to stay awake during the ‘thon. Especially since he has all that Viagra laying around.
ah, radioactive penis man. i miss him. good times.
you know, he DID wrap up a viagra sample to give as a white elephant gift at the family christmas party one year…
and he HAS been known to talk me into sex by protesting that he has “all this sex stuff” going to waste…
aw, hell. i’ll have to remember to look for hidden cameras next time i’m over. i mean, he’s gotta have a marketing hook, right?
if you see compromising video of me on the ‘net, pretend you don’t know it’s me.
I KNEW he seemed familiar!
Why, I just got a wonderful letter from him today.
Say “I can have sex all night long!
Increase S*e*x Drive
- Boost Sexual Performance
- Fuller & Harder Erections
- Increase Stamina & Endurance
- Quicker Recharges
- Improved sildenafil citrate formula
- Works in less than 15 minutes
- Best p*r*i**ce on the internet
Wow, he’s a real charmer isn’t he? Then there’s this heartfelt message he sent me last week:
Viagra: 100mg x 90 pills $1.78 per pill buy now
So poetic. I wept.
What a guy! He puts himself about a bit doesn’t he? I get similar messages from him. Is he two-timing us? Or two-million-timing us?!
nah, he’s not that bad. he’s just the middleman.
and he does like the middle, i’ll say that for him.