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Keeping up with Bizarro World is so much easier now that Missed Connections has an RSS feed!
HERE’S THE HINT: I’M THE BAD COMMUNICATOR GUY.
Widget watch - episode 9
So it’s come to this. I’m so busy with stuff that I can’t write an essay about said stuff I am busy with. But I will! In the meantime, why don’t you learn English? I was hoping for nappy but, you know, I’m pretty chuffed about this one as well.
So, entertained? Educated? No, me either.
Widget watch - episode 8
I actually don’t know how many times I’ve highlighted special widgets. You know it’s a lot!
Anyway, I really feel this is what my blog has been missing all this time and I’m sure you’ll agree.
I’m going to get right on this.
Computers, what can’t they do?
Typing this post is going a bit slow because I’m simultaneously watching the Elena Dementieva-Shahar Peer match. Not on TeeVee, naturally. You think they show this kind of match on TV? Of course not! ESPN has just finished American vs. Other Person and is now moving into Hot Blonde vs. Hot Blonde. (In case you didn’t recognize those matches, they were Serena vs. Azarenka and Sharapova vs. Vesnina). No, I’m watching this match on ESPN’s web service, ESPN360.com. This is what I’ve always dreamed of: the outer courts and lesser matches of the distant slams, all laid out for me to choose. And just like my dreams, it’s kind of fuzzy. But that’s OK! Because everything else is just perfect.
It’s very much like being at the US Open, only less sweltering and more “lying on the couch with a laptop on my belly.” Also, it begins in prime time and goes all night when I should, theoretically, be sleeping. But otherwise, it’s just the same. No stupid commentary about the players’ outfits (or asses), no commercials (during changeovers you watch the players in their chairs, just as you do in Queens), crowd chants again become part of the match (you can’t hear those on TV and when the whole crowd laughs, the announcers never tell you what’s so funny, the bastids), and you can even hear the scores being called from nearby courts, just as though you were there.
Here’s what it looks like on my screen. Click to enlarge to actual size. As you can see, it’s The Democratic Party vs. Urine. Or, they shortened the players names to three letters. Also, our girl Shahar is being manhandled by Dementieva. And not in that sexy way.
By the way, I know how few of you are actually tennis fans because my status message on gTalk is “mentally in Australia” and pretty much every one of my regular contacts IM’d me to ask, “what’s going on in Australia?” Oh, the humanity.
Apropos of nothing, this is post #411.
Mary J. Blige - What’s The 411?
She probably wrote the same ad about you
I admit it. When I need a pick-me-up, I read Missed Connections on Craigslist. About 25% are real, honest-to-God, “we had a moment there, I wish I had asked for your number.” Another 25% are simply, “hey hot lady! I love you!” At least 25% are, “I’m lonely, wanna sleep with me? Anyone?” And the rest are a mix of misplaced personal ads (”Married guy looking for married woman, no singles please”), chain letters (”if you post this on every CL board, you will have sex tomorrow”), searches (”has anyone seen Anna Montez? She was my roommate and we lost touch”), and the like.
But never in my history of reading MC have I read a preemptive, “it wasn’t a missed connection, you hag.”
Ouch.
