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Techno-trash

No, it isn’t a new German electronic music-fusion. It is the output of the sinister new time-waster. Anyone tending a blog that offers the readers an opportunity to leave a written comment will find droppings such as this one, waiting in the electronic mailbox:

I can imagine hard do the job it has to happen to be necessary to study with this write-up. Just about all what i can tell is definitely preserve submitting these kinds of posting of course you like that.

This one is actually a little more coherent than others.

I love the names of the supposed comment-leavers, people like Dorothy Spoodlepuppy and Lorian Gagglesnacket. I’m thinking I should keep them on file and work them in to a Charles Dickens type novel.

“I can imagine hard do the job,” said Dorothy Spoodlepuppy, sighing as she tapped at the keyboard. “It has to happen to be necessary to study with this write up.”

“Right on,” answered Lorian, the cheerful son of Mrs. Gagglesnacket.

Each morning I spend a little time taking out the electronic trash. It’s the equivalent of garbage disposal. I push the delete key and – whirrwhisk! – the stuff is gone, probably reduced to microscopic electronic shavings that will one day clutter the bottom of my laptop.

I Googled (I am a language purist, but I have embraced the addition of this verb) blog-spamming and found that it is apparently an attempt to draw the attention of search engines (such as Google) to have a website ranked higher in search results.

Extra traffic to the website would be a good thing. Maybe I need to change my name to Aloysius Babblebum and dive into the blog-commenting.

Discover your inner Dickens with a book of names (shameless self-promotion):

Is your Name Famous?

Paper or Plastic? Both…

I ran over to the grocery store to pick up a ream of typing paper (technically speaking: did not actually run, paper isn’t for the typewriter) and some sodas. Ended up buying four items. The young man bagging at the end of the counter put my items in three separate bags, and the soda six-pack was left out completely.

Lucky, I guess. Could have been four items in four separate bags.

Even at that, he was struggling to figure it out, because the ream of paper was bulky and wouldn’t set up correctly. He ended up spreading them all over the bottom of a shopping buggy for me to roll out. I guess I was looking pretty weak (even though I’d just carried the four items up to the checkout).

I reached into the paper bag and said, “let’s try this.” I stood the paper on edge, set the sodas in beside and dropped the two plastic bags on top. “Works for me,” he replied.

Bagging was an art form when I was his age, back before they invented plastic.

Try this one: Paper or Plastic? by Daniel Imhoff: The deceptively simple supermarket choice echoed in the title looms large in a society on a collision course with the planet’s life-support systems. Do we clearcut forests, process pulp, and bleach it with chlorine to make paper bags? or refining hydrocarbon into handy plastics? About half the total volume of America’s municipal solid waste is packaging.

Stranger than Fiction!

What science fiction is this? The booming of cannons in the distance, the sky dark as twilight mid-morning? What is this watery substance coming down outside? Is the air conditioner not working? I can’t hear it running, but it still feels comfortable! What the heck is going on?

A break in the heat wave? Now… that is a fantasy story we can all enjoy!

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