Saturday, March 22, 2008

Brain Drain


I feel like I have already written a book about British slang in the past two weeks! I have words coming out of my ears. My brain is slowly deflating, like a football. An American-shaped football. I am starting to feel like my honored inestimable leader, Dubya.

Oh, Eleanor! Where is your husband when we need him?


  1. Don't worry Max... nobody is as brain dead and stupid and ol' Georgie.

  2. Good morning, Aerten.

    Whew! I was starting to think I had offended people who loved W. and caused them to stay away. :)

    How nice to see you this morning. 2 big ol' boring posts for you today. Input requested. Don't resist your impulse to tell the truth! :)

    I'm starting to like making these silly smiley faces!

  3. Max it would be slightly easier on my grey matter if you posted one a day, so then I can digest the information and not neglect your wonderful ponderings.

    Stop posting so much you bloody buffoon!


  4. I took your advise and I joined entrecard. waiting for you to pop in.

  5. @Claire: Ok. Gotcha. Sorry. It never occurred to me you were actually reading them. :)

    @ Marmelate: Great! (And I've popped.) :)
    See comment on your blog when you can.

  6. Ditto for the posts per day. Or use more bullet points to assist those of us who skim read. It's just there's only so much I can take in at one time.

  7. max, you can buy now an entrecard on my blog. i'll apply for yours asap. oh, this is so much fun!

  8. Thanks for the heads-up, Marmelade. Unfortunately ol' Max was still too slow, and the window of opportunity has already slammed shut. I will keep watch.

    Please DO be careful about your dropping, though. Otherwise you will become too high-priced for us Plebes to advertise on, even if there is a spot available! :)

    In fact, you risk becoming another Claire--so popular that even if she stops dropping altogether, her advert price continues spiraling up far beyond what she is actually worth, until only the Pinoy wedding people have enough credits to buy her. Ummmm, that didn't come out right, did it? It hardly conveyed the admiration I have for Clair, did it? Ah, no worry--she'll not read this far down in the comment...much too lengthy for her gray (grey) matter.

    To solve the problem, consider becoming shitzoid like Max and open multiple entre accounts. Drop to your heart's content and still remain cheap. Ummmm, make that "inexpensive."

  9. well, the lesson to be learnt here: stay alert! i can't guarantee people wouldn't wanna snatch that good ad spot from you.

  10. I don't suppose Max could prevail upon the ever-so-yummy Marmelade to cheat, could he? I mean, to disclose to him the time of day that your advert queue is bumping up? If so, just go to your entrecard dashboard page, look at the top of the second advert in your queue and note the time. Then clue ol' Max in so he can be waiting to pounce! Just don't tell me here in this comment or else one of my "friends" here will bump out slow old Max again! Send Max a message via Entrecard instead. (If you haven't yet discovered that nasty little function, let ol' Max know and he'll clue you in.)


  11. Thank you my sweet thing. I've quickly wriggled right up in there. Boy is it ever crowded in here!


  12. Actually, Aerten is the one I need to beg to slow down on her entre dropping.

    Stop it already for goodness sakes! Even if I drop day and night, I'll never be able to afford you. But then, perhaps that's your intent. It will keep my lewd FloozyCard off your blog.

    Hey--maybe the Lady Claire will drop a coupon on old Max. I mean, she doesn't need all them entrecredits back there in devil's canyon (devil's kitchen?) right? Besides, all she has to do is snap her fingers and all the geekotruffles will come arunnin' for the chance to replenish her credit stash with hopeful brown nosing entre coupons of their own! Wow! What a GOOD idea! Max is going to leave for a while now and practice his begging technique with Gowen Downe and the indescribably inarticulate Yummy Biscuits. Ta!


  13. And Claire, don't go gettin' yer knickers all bunched up over that crude Yank comment about one of your special Anglo-shrines. Don't sit there and tell me you were hiking out there all day and never once had to stop and spend a penny. Devil's loo, indeed. Now back off, ok? Put down that pitchfork. Truffle scoop. Whatever.

  14. Well, it wasn't my intent to overprice my poor little blog. Before I even knew what was happening, it was more expensive than *I* could afford! And the price rises because other people drop in my widget. I'm not sure how I'd convince people not to do that. All I really want is for them to go to my blog, see my art, buy my art. If they want to do that without dropping their little cards on my widget, that would be ok.

    And the ad vultures were out in force the day I joined. I joined on 21 Feb, approved all but one ad, and the last one in queue will run on 3 Apr. How's that for insane?

  15. @aerten

    Well, as long as you are selling out at your high price, what the heck.

    But if you really want to sell some art, put some up in a gallery and funnel traffic to it. Each funnel gets you a new set of friends. Plus your goldern entreprice would go down, girl! (Just like Gowen does.) I may not live long enough to afford to advertise on you at this rate, if we just wait for natural attrition to lower your price.

    The following is not meant to be condescending, but
    :) :) :) :) :)

    have you not noticed that there is somehow a little connection between dropping and getting dropped upon!


    :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

    By the way, none of you are required to plaster smiley faces. The requirement is only for MAX becuase none of you can seem to take his brand of humor with taking offense because you think he is serious.

    So the choice is either to stop being sarcastic or to start using smiley faces. I see you've noticed which I chose.

    PS--no clue about encryption. And I was totally lying about the comment moderation. Never has been on, never will be on. My only suggestion is to toss that silly PC and get a mac. That's what Max has always done. You get no crashes, no spammers, no viruses (viri), and it only costs about twelve zillion dollars more than a pc. Plus it types dirty words faster and has a filthy spell checker. The best of all worlds. And instead of simply filtering out porn like a pc, I have trained my mac to actively collect the pictures according to my default specifications. So that's cool, too.

    :):) :) :)

  16. Mr. Aerten is a Mac evangelist. Some days, it's so annoying that I think about writing a virus just for you delightful Mac people. You'd love it! It would be so... so... charming! Oh, and since I type 95 wpm on a PC and about 12 on a Mac, I think I'll stick with my PC for typing dirty words. And all other words, for that matter.

    I can't stop dropping, Max. I have an addiction. Unless you know of a rehab clinic for EntreCard droppers, or maybe a nice 12-Step program, I'm kind of stuck here. I will be taking a weekend off at the end of April. That might help. Though I doubt it will help much. Just be grateful I have no desire to be more popular than Art Constellation.

  17. @aerten.

    95wpm? How wonderful for you! But what good is that if your computer crashes every 45 seconds or displays one of those cutesy Gates messages such as: "We're sorry, but windows must close now. Hope you're not overly pissed at losing your morning's work. ta."

    True story: I have a new pc which I bought a year ago because I didn't then know my mac came with translators to open pc documents. It has been turned on for 8 minutes so far. I use its display to hold down a stack of papers. My cats play with the DVD drawer.

    Your husband is smart. He has also obviously discovered the Mac's "autoporn" features. Watch him closer.

    And be my guest, dear Ms SQL--Let's see you write a virus for the Mac. I'll bet you can't tell the difference between a resource fork and a fork in the road.


    And no smiley faces for you, young artistic entrecard addicted lady.

    Wait a minute. I need art work for the book. What was I thinking. What I fool I am!

    Never mind, you dear, intelligent, pc queen Aerten. Macintosh sucks. Steve Jobs bites the big one. Yay windoze!

    :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) x 1000.

  18. Nice recovery. NOT.

    Oh, I know all about resource forks, you naughty puppy. We call them threads in the Windows world. They're a lot of fun.

    I've had my current PC for well over a year, and it has not ever crashed. So there. Interestingly, in the same period of time, Mr. Aerten's Mac has crashed three times. I laughed heartily each time.

  19. Oh I know you DO know about them! And so much more, oh exalted one! PCs ROCK!!!! Macs---Pee-tewwwee! :( :( :(

    You were kidding about writing a Mac virus, weren't you? Ha Ha! You're a card. Ha Ha!

    (Should I start blocking my emails from you now?)


    Do tell Mr. Aerten to get a pc. Macs are really not good for much of anything. They crash all the I said. (Imagine smiley face in this space.)



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