Well, it seems as though Spence has finally come to his senses and realized that the name of this wonderous blog is all wrong. See, while it is true that I have been known to walk up to people and go into a ten-minute long tirade about whatever has most recently pissed me off, Spence (unlike my dad) does not actually talk to people by means of sermons, parables and stories. So it's NOT "just like talking to you", at all! In fact, talking to Spence is pretty much like talking to any intelligent, slightly jaded guy w/a good sense of humour, who says "fuck" alot. Especially if you happen to be talking to him during a Cowboys game.
So that's why we're having this CONTEST!!!!! YOU could have the historical honor of NAMING THIS BLOG!!! This will NOT be an easy task. This blog is weird, like a horrible patchwork of everything that comes out of our heads, regardless of content. I'm thinking the only things that tie it together are Spence-o-Bean and myself being siblings and the fact that it is sorta writing oriented (if you generously decide to call my Peevitudes "writing"). I already thought of "Sibling Ribaldry" but we're not at all ribald, and "Little-Read Writing 'Hood" but we're not really retarded.
So help us out! (PLEASE!!!) The author of the chosen Blog name will win... well, something we haven't really decided on yet.* Unless I win, it's written in my contract that I ALWAYS win a bag of mini Reese's PB cups. But y'all would win a plaque, or the plague, or something similar.** We'll let you know.
So pony up the ideates, and let's get this thing a hip, happenin' name!!!
*odds of winning are 1 in 3
**management not responsible for any maiming or loss of life that may result from awarding of prizes. Winner accepts at their own risk.
6 comments:
I think the title was in your description of the contest:
WhoSays"Fuck"ALot
Might get more traffic
...or maybe just "fuckalot". that oughta do it. You could even sing it like "spamalot".
Hey, Criag here, should I try to be a delicate as possible (oh well, if only it were easier).
Starting nicely, I simply love the puppies. So that's positive. More pictures please and updates.
I don't really have a name for your blog but hopefully I can steer you in a new and positive direction with it.
First, the first of way too many asides, sorry my book club post was it's final breath of life, the ol' geek-post death roll. It was basically a dumb post, but seriously, if anyone is up for learning some secret verbal or written language only used by Basque soap makers, or Japanese robot monsters, or whatever, then count me in.
At least I did contribute heavily to your most popular ever post, 5 whole comments, damn, what a ride that was.
That leads me to ... and this is the painful part … this blog is dead.
Normally I'm not so into the born again thing, but squeeze this thing out a different hole. Where it has been dark, make it light. Where it has been long winded, make it concise. Where it is Beelzeblub!, well ... no ... keep Beelzeblub! Let's hear more about Stacey's favorite racks and less about the coffee machines she can't afford. Less low rent ranting overall. I know I'm stirring up the beehive with a stick but get over it and blog about the funny goats, I miss the slap of their heads into my palm, the stink of their skin, the bouncy plywood they dance on, the diet of prickly shit. Let me know what they are up to. Did I mention the cute puppies, and more of the high school hair days, and all the other feel goodness that you can think up. More drawings and stories, less sxsw.
By the way - fey boys can be pretty funny - Perry and Walter are a great example:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PMJqApRNXfw
There is a place for a purely irreverent foil to all that is gung ho:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=joSS3W3rYWY&feature=related
Just think, no ordinary kid can beat a kid who has been given the heart of a winner! (Transplant?) Be that kid. Blog that heart. Go out there and win this thing for all us underdogs.
Can't wait to see some of you in Vegas, it is going to be fun.
Keep up the good work, actually I admire the commitment greatly, you don't see my fat lazy ass writing any blogs do you?
A joke as well:
So there are these 2 canibals eating a clown. After a while one looks at the other and says: "Does that taste funny to you"
Well, as much as I would LOVE to find a way to get extremely angry about what "Criag" wrote, I have to concede that he has a point. Changing the name of the blog is not going to launch it into the stratosphere. I mean, if you have a decrepit shack by the sewage plant, listing it as an "affordable fixer upper on the water's edge" probably isn't going to sell the damn thing. It may get you a few more viewers, but that's it.
Here's the problem, though. I really like our blog. I enjoy reading what Spence has written, (except where he said that REM ruled), hopefully he enjoys what I have written, and I sure as Hell enjoy WRITING this stuff, ESPECIALLY my grumpy old Peeves. So I think I'm willing to say, well, of COURSE we're not going to appeal to Craig, because we DON'T post about secret Basquian languages, or obscure performance art groups, or movies that 3 people in America have seen. Although we may do that at some time, because if 3 people have seen a movie, Spence is likely to be one of those people. So stick around for that, for sure!!*!*!*!!!Whee!!!!
So, I guess I'm happy to stick w/it pretty much the way it is, even if Spence and I and occasionally Mark are the only ones that read it.
But I don't have a problem w/ giving the people what they ask for, so, ENJOY!!! And make sure you check your mail for some nice prickly goat poop!
I've decided I kinda like "horrible patchwork" or maybe "Beelzeblub and friends." Can I have my candy yet? I did have my first Cadbury cream egg o'the season yesterday--equal parts desire and revulsion. Those things are weird.
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