June 29, 2002
Thou art Mortal
Gary asked an interesting question earlier in the week:
Seems that Chris, otherwise known as Rageboy is blogging papa to several people, including Gary, Denise, Jeneane and others.
I didn't start weblogging because of Chris. I blush to admit that I started weblogging in April of 2001 primarily because I wanted to try out the technology. And I wasn't all that impressed with weblogging at first - particularly since I had a Manila site and didn't and still don't like Manila as a weblogging tool.
Though I didn't begin weblogging because of Chris, I soon became a fan of his; he was the first entry on my blogroll, and also paid me the kindness by adding me to his. In addition, I discovered one of my closest weblogging friends, Stavros the WC through Chris - leading to some really Strange and Wonderous Moments in Weblogging (SWMW), and a life that never promised to be dull. Scary at times, but never dull.
Through Chris didn't start me blogging, you have him to thank for me still weblogging today. When I wanted to quit (and actually did quit for a time) last November, Chris (and Sharon another of my closest weblogging friends) convinced me to give the weblog a little longer.
Considering that I have a love/hate relationship at times with weblogging (we all do, don't we?), I don't know whether to thank Chris for his intervention, or tell him to go get f**cked. However, knowing Chris as much as anyone can remotely, I think he'd be equally happy with either expression.
Posted by Bb at June 29, 2002 05:13 PM
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I always wondered how you found me, BB. I'm happy that it was via He Who Rages.
..although I have often wondered what it takes to get onto his blogroll, other than the sexual favours, cash bribes, goat-sacrifices, and abject begging that I've already tried.
Alright, I lied about the begging.
Dunno Chris. It was the sex that worked for me.
ditto ... heh
actually it was his insane idea last year of letting anyone who emailed him on his blogroll, as long as we had him on ours ... it was an experiment in memic propagation and we all enjoyed increased traffic because of it.
Not that he ever reads me ... but it still thrills me to see my name on his blogroll. He had been on mine for over a year before that and on my site for another year before that. I've been a slave to Rageboy forever it seems.
Sex?? Shelley, You had to give him Sex?? All I did was send him a single, lightly worn nylon sock, along with a copy of Playboy, and my username and password to Suicide Girls, and I leapfrogged right up that motherfucking blogroll. ASK me next time. ;-)
I dunno, Jeneane - the sex was kinda fun.
...the olive oil was a bit messy and the handcuffs a bit tight, but other than that...
Come on, Shelly, there were no handcuffs involved, and you know it! Though I do remember us reading each other our Miranda rights. So Stavros, you got any Extra Virgin olive oil handy? (Thanks to Jeneane for alerting me to this post and its subrosa comment thread.) -RB
No handcuffs? Really? Then you and I must have used the...uh...never mind.
If I had an extra virgin, would I be offering casting-couch nookie to a guy called Rageboy?
ba-dump tish!
*audience pelts me with rocks and garbage*
Thank you, folks. I'll be here all week!