Thursday, August 18, 2005

Still in Saigon

Blogger. Shit! I'm still only at Blogger. Every time I think I'm gonna wake up back at the Empty Bottle.

When I was home after my first blogger weblog, it was worse. I'd wake up and there'd be nothing. I hardly said a word to my wife, until I said 'yes' to a divorce. When I was here, I wanted to be there. When I was there, all I could think of was getting back into the Top 100. I'm here a week now. I'm waiting for a mission - getting softer. Every minute I stay in this textbox, I get weaker. And every minute the advertising scum squat in the blogosphere, they get stronger.

Each time I looked around, the cash-whores moved in a little tighter.

The wonderchicken waits, scowls through the foliage, and plots the Blogpocalypse. You bastards.