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Blogroll reform: your chance for glory

So it has come to my attention that the blogroll on the side has become very stale, as I no longer read the majority of the blogs mentioned there.  For instance, I added the "Catallarchy" when I decided to waste my time on a few weeks stint as resident troll for the annoying glibertarians that inhabit the place, but as glibertarians have approximately only one thing to say, it got old fast. 

Thus, in the near* future, I plan to completely overhaul it, eliminating most of what's there and adding a small number of things.  But, YOU---yes, YOU---have the chance to obtain a sublime honour from me: being added to my blogroll.  Just post a comment in this thread if you want to be on it and are not an offensive chunderloaf**.  This is my way of winnowing out the most worthy among you---because how often you obsessively check this rarely-updated blog is a telling measure of your worth as a human being.

*I haven't mentioned whereto*** "near" is relative.

**No offense to innocent chunderloaves.

***I love adverbial compounds.

My stealth spamulator

Huh.  Turns out that a coooouple of coooooments were stuck in my spam filter, which I didn't know I even had.  Well, they have been released, a bit belatedly.  So billy pilgrim is not, in fact, banned.

This means that I have to check my TypePad control panel more frequently.  Sheesh.  I can't just leave it for weeks at a time like I normally do.

I have shaken the hand that annoyed Tucker Carlson

I went on a trip to DC, and today a new era in world history has begun.  I have met Chuckles in person!  This momentous event sent a cataclysmic  of mystical energies through the ether, the magnitude and significance of which you may never comprehend---but they will affect you!  And it did involve eating delicious Ethiopian food.  Awaze tibbs, mmm mmm.

(My Canadian readers wouldn't know who I'm talking about or his significance to human history, so they might want to read the Coles Notes version here.)

Where I've been, and where Canada shouldn't be

I am sorry.  I have neglected and abandoned you.  It all started in April, when prepositions started invading my brain.  They immediately deleted my blogging module.  By the time I had it reinstalled, I was swamped by reams and reams of annoying and pointless paperwork that amounted to nothing.  After that, I took on a short stint with an enormous evil megacorporation, plying my real-life trade for the betterment and expansion of the empire.  It left me little energy for blogging.

Now I'm on a brief vacation.

You might have noticed that this blog got overrun by spam.  Most of it is deleted now, but sadly I deleted one or two legitimate comments by accident.
Actually, when I abandon my blog, I stop even looking at it, so I didn't even know how much spam there was.  Actually, I almost let TypePad expire my blog by not checking to see whether the 6A bill was being paid.

In other news, Canada should get out of Afghanistan.  Period.  No ifs, ands, or buts.  A two-minute examination of rudimentary Central Asian history should tell you why, if the obvious morality and politics don't.  Just.  Get.  Out.  Why is there any more to say?

Why did spring break? Can you fix it?

My rate of blog posting has been enjoying a good clip lately, especially compared to other periods of my life.  I hope to keep this up for a while, but it's possible that I may have to reduce the frequency of my transmissions.  Why?  Because very very shortly I am going on one of my periodic inspection tours of the more inhabited parts of Ontario.    So I don't really know how much time all this inspecting is going to leave for bloggery.  While I'm on my trip, it would be nice of y'all to retranquilize Jason Cherniak for me, so that I don't risk missing any scene of particular ridiculousness.

In the meantime, I will attempt to keep at least the Tuesday amusing word and the Musical Fridays running.

I LIVE!

Hello.  Well, hello to those of you who actually look here, which I suspect is only those poor few souls who had me on their RSS feed.  A few months ago I told you I was going on a brief vacation.  "Brief" apparently means "a few months." All this time paying TypePad for their nonbasic service level. 

What happened was that I spend a few days without saying anything.  Then I felt guilty.  Feeling guilty made me feel like I owe the blog more.  That meant that I was less likely to look at it.  Meaning I was less likely to write something.  Meaning that I felt even guiltier...

Also, my interests changed somewhat.  I had been so Québec focused on this blog due to the election.  And that was good, because that seemed to have become my niche.  After the election, that died down.  And it seemed that everything else that I might want to talk about was being covered adequately by others. 

So now I've finally managed to overcome the deep deep guilt and actually post something here.  Huzzah for me, shouting into the void of my own creation.

Brief quasi-vacation; hello Pandagonians!

Hello, Pandagonians!  For those who don't know, this post has been added as a guest post on Pandagon right here.  So welcome to any new readers!

I have been on a reduced posting schedule due to travel and the preparations for it.  I'll try to get back in business when I get home again.

Tying up

Sorry for the delay in posts this past few days.  I've been tying up loose ends before I head back to the 'States this evening.  So it's likely I won't be saying much tomorrow either, alas.

Bah TypePad -- Redux!

TypePad conked out again, making it impossible for me to post until now.  So I don't have a New Year's Day post.  At least the blog stayed up, but the TypePad control failed. 

At least I managed a minimum of one post per day in December.  I did fudge the numbers once though.  *wink*

The TypePad blues

So, TypePad was down for, like, forever, and then it came back up.  And it came up only to December 11th.  But I was out partying, like, all day.  So a whole lot of my posts fell off RSS aggregators and stuff for hours.  Ack!  Anyway, I just republished a heckuvah lotta stuff. 

You suck, TypePad, but I shall tolerate you until I find a better solution that also preserves my pseudonymity and has a comparably low maintenance time.  And I don't mean Blogger.  Blogger sucks too.