Saturday, April 14, 2007

I'm Not Tired Of Tired Of Being Alone

I must be the worst blog correspondent on these here intertubes. I hardly ever point at anybody else's blog.

I'm not in the controversy business, really. Few pots are stirred here. Grenades are rarely rolled. But the real problem is that I'm in the content business. I'm generating text, not pawing over it much. I will leave dissection of ideas and vivisection of other pundits to the professionals.

Every once in a while I emerge from this torpor and throw a link in the right hand column to people I read. I'm about four years behind right now, I guess.

"Callimachus" writes for some sort of newspaper. Whatever newspaper that is, I wish I could read it, because all the local papers here look like Highlights or Grit, only the spelling is worse. He has a keen mind, and assembles text in a lively way on an odd assortment of topics over at the blog Done With Mirrors. I think he swears sometimes, but not so's you'd notice. He is aided ably in his efforts there by Reader Iam, who drops a comment here on this blog occasionally, and lives in one of those rectangular states somewhere I think.

Anyway, I was reading his blog yesterday and he had a list of people who share April 13th as a birthday. It was an odd and wonderful assortment, but if you know anything about me at all, you know I never got past the second entry before I went to YouTube.

Even on his birthday, he throws the party for us.


Omaha1 said...

It's funny that you say "few pots are stirred here". A couple of weeks ago on Althouse, I posted a little verse in response to her post speculating on which of her trolls she would be like. One of the few responses to my poem was from a rarely-seen Sippican-hater. I don't know if you saw it or not but I thought it was kind of amusing.

SippicanCottage said...

Hi Omaha- Heh.

You'd be surprised. It's not hard to find detractors on the internet.

Your poems are great fun.