Just a quickie to highlight the 9 sites that currently loop randomly through that itty bitty banner in the left side bar under the orange menu bar. These days, they each appear about 3000 times per month, so you have probably seen them all before, except today's 3 newbies. Give 'em a click and see. You might discover something kewl!

A little while ago I updated my operating system and all has gone well, apart from the spam filter on Mail. The software to protect my tender eyes from horrendous porn, money-making and gaming sites is non existent and I have been bombarded with all the junk under the sun. Who are these people?!!!!

After weeks of digital crap, I have to concede that the subliminal effects of spam have finally worn my sub-conscious down. I have to confess that I actually went to a poker site. And worse than that, I went through the process of registering as a guest, and I watched a game in progress, and ... my name is Ed, I'm cross-eyed, and I'm a gamblaholic. But look at the graphic, can you blame me for not being able to resist?



Pies. You can throw pies if you sign up!

I am going to look into incorporating the Triplejack team into the Pisstakers. After all, it is a service I feel we all need to have access to, 24-7.

MyBlogLog Sunday

Yet another 7 days have almost elapsed since last Sunday. So, if you have a blog, and a MyBlogLog account, gird yourselves for an early Sunday morning visit to this site to book yourselves a mini review and back link. (It's a PR4 link now, I'm afraid. Google knee-capped sites left and right, and I am a victim too!)

No idea what this feature is all about? There is a video!

Dog the bounty hunter is barking mad

I think I gave Duane "Dog" Chapman too much credit when I painted him as a semi-victim of the weird racist vocabulary protocol that seems to have Americans of every color tied up in confused, politically correct knots.

For the record, the bounty hunter is a PR disaster of the grandest proportions, or as a blunt Brit might say, "Racism is the least of your problems, Dog. You are a dick head who should go nowhere without a director to beep out your every word."

Now I have that off my chest, have a good weekend. hasta mañana.

One minute, the analysts are catching falling knives, and in the next knee-jerk they are talking about dropping shoes. Have these people not got a grip on anything?

Falling knife

Technically, a falling knife is a stock that has dropped suddenly, usually on a rumor, and nobody knows how far it will fall.

For instance, Sothebys stock dropped 33% overnight because they couldn't sell a bunch of van Goghs. And Crocs, another crock of gold turned to shite, has halved in price following a poor earnings report. Those sorts of sudden discounts in "good companies" attract attention and investors' hands start twitching on the buy buttons, hoping to catch the falling stock at a cool price. Unfortunately, most buyers will bleed on the blade of the falling knife! Knives are sharp, (just ask van Gogh).

It is a judgement call and only hindsight determines the right call.

For instance, the naysayers at Wall St say the auction market for the super rich is dying in the face of recession, so Sothebys is worthless. On the other hand, the falling knife catchers believe that Sothebys is fine, and all that happened is, art collectors finally realised van Gogh is over-priced crap and are simply waiting for better art to invest in. Take your pick.

Dropping shoe

I have no idea what a shoe has to do with the credit crunch crisis, (apart from Crocs stock dying a death) but day after day the financial institutions are reporting mega billion write-offs ie they are dropping shoes!!

The only tenuous connection I can think of between shoes and money is that American homeowners are getting s good kicking from the mortgage lenders?

It's all in the spin

There is a comedy sketch where a guy goes to a bank that just burnt down. He is distraught, thinking he has lost all his money, but the cashier, Rowan Atkinson, assures him everything is fine.

"We managed to save your shoe box from the fire."

"What do you mean, my shoe box?"

"Yes sir, your money is safe with us." and he produces a shoe box full to bursting with the client's savings.

Let's hope the big financials don't have any similar surprises in store for us over the next few months. I like living in this attic and would hate to be foreclosed on and evicted on the end of a bailiff's size 12 Crocs.

Ever start digging on the beach and wonder where you might end up? The Journey to the Center of the Earth would be a hot one, but once you broke through the magma, it would be all down hill till you popped out the other side. In my case, I would emerge a little drenched off the SW coast of Australia.



And your hole digging destination would be?

And thanks to OS9User for the tip off.

I'm not sure that this stunt from Ursula Martinez is suitable for kids, unless you are from Scandinavia, Belgium, or indeed, Montréal, where standards are different. Let's just say, after watching this, you will be very aware of where you next leave your handkerchief.

She sets fire to her tits, interrogates her parents, re-defines class, blurs fiction with reality, cures homosexuals, gives birth to penises, tells autobiographical stories, deconstructs performance and sings South London suburban flamenco - from high brow to low brow, from spectacle to confessional, from live art to light entertainment, Ursula Martinez produces solo and collaborative performance for theatre, site-specific, installation, cabaret, night club, film, television…… birthdays, weddings and Barmitzvahs!

Child celebrity cellulite

On a completely unrelated tack, this cellulite advertisement struck me as bizarre.

Daniel 12? I know hormones and all that good genetic stuff are screwed up these days, but why would someone age 12 be concerned with cellulite? Must be a pen name for an up-and-coming child celebrity covering their bases ahead of the inevitable celeb cellulite ridicule coming their way in later life.

OK - MyBlogLog Sunday 31 has been revealed finally, on Wednesday. You can blame beautiful Washington state for the delay. What a great place! I know, I should have been blogging, but all that fresh air and espresso made me sleep like a wired baby. Enjoy!

Blog Dumps continues to improve the internet, offering advice on copyright violation. Not to mention, acting as a directory to tons of blogs and hosting loads of multimedia.

Dave usually blogs around the cruise world, but in his spare time relieves the boredom on another blog. One recent post sheds light on this day in history. Can you recall what you were dealing with?

Recapping 100 posts is no mean feat, but Lord Likely has pulled it off, listing what looks like 100 titles to past posts. Join him in his centenary celebrations, and slide under the table, drunk.

Hey pirates, watch out now! Attribution-Non-commercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 License allows others to download content & share Debbie's content with others as long as they mention her...

Claire is a prolific blogger, rambler and student. Somehow she also has time to study baby stuff on racy Channel 4, and listens to Bloc Party. Sadly she sings to that band too. You've been warned!

Environmentally friendly Rob advises us of a floating Pacific island of trash. Plastic plankton, coca cola crustaceans, non-biodegradable tuna - sounds like sea food is off the menu for a while.

At last, I Eat Snowman Poop got up in time for MyBlogLog Sunday. The next big day on the calendar is when mini IESP arrives kicking and screaming in this mad crazy world. Feel the pain.

A billion dollars' worth of baloney mentions Winston Churchill. Billy Warhol's contributors provide an eclectic mix of content plus auto-launching music. Shame about the musical intrusion.

Kdub is a wise man and I have noted this advice. “Before you get married, keep both eyes open, and after you marry, close one eye.” I also try to keep my options open and wink one eye too.

For a trip down mammary lane, check out Olga's blog. Meet the first bra, great-great-great grandbra, Ima Holdinemfromfloppin, and others. This is a witty trip below the shirt, hopefully not below the belt.

Little did I know that my recent post about Dog the Bounty Hunter would be the last pseudo-supportive piece of prose ever written about the guy!

It looks like he had an animated chat with his son, (a person he did trust), used a few choice, politically inappropriate beep ber beep beep words (about someone he didn't trust), and ended up in the racist dog house. Barking madness.

Why is it madness to villify Dog the Bounty Hunter for using the word Nigger? How long have you got!



It may be offensive to adults too, or to anyone with a sense of fairness who is offended by double standards and too many beeps on TV.

Dogg dogs women of color with impunity

A certain rapper canine character called Doggy uses the N word in the most foul contexts. He seems to demean men and women of color for a living. But that is OK, the animal with words has millions of fans who think he is cool, and buy his records, endorsing his use of inflammatory language. I think I am in the minority on this one, so I bow to the judgement of the masses.

But wait a minute, why is the white-skinned Dog being whipped for saying the same word used on a minute-by-minute basis by god-like Doggy?

It looks like you need to have 2 g's in your name to blacken your reputation with impunity.

Alternatively, if you come out the womb singing nasty demeaning language, maybe you are set up for a life of racial insulting without fear of retribution.

Or is it the way you spell and punctuate insults that makes the difference?

And talking of spelling, is it politically incorrect for dyslexic racists to refer to the country of Niger? Just asking.

Ed, the honky cracka teabag, finds this to be very bizarre protocol.

But just for balance in this loony situation, I also have no time for the hypocritical reality TV execs who axed Dog's show. They are just pissed because they didn't get a chance to edit his reality expletives before the conversation made it into the public domain. Muvva beepers.

It's another West coast MyBlogLog Sunday. This time we are in "sunny" Seattle. At this precise moment there is a ray of very early morning sunshine, but this is pure luck, because looking behind me, I sense a true-to-form cloud brewing. But I am sounding way too British, talking weather, when there is more pressing news.

This is the time to address the 10 mini reviewees, ie the last MyBlogLog bloggers who visited this site before I hit blogger mode today. Stars from WolfBernz to OlgaTTB are getting reviewed in normal fashion. The only proviso this week, is that I am not sure if the reviews will materialize today, it is all internet connection-dependent! And, sorry, but no video from Breaking News. We have had our chance of glory, much appreciated, guys, and I have been awakened to look for more media opportunities in the future. Something, anything, to keep this feature fresh and alive!! Only kidding.

Reviewed bloggers get a juicy PR5 (thanks to Google, a PR4) backlink, plus a link to their MyBlogLog community... and as it is Sunday, and we are supposed to play nice at least one day a week, I will even stumble posts from the bloggers who leave a link to their own favorite post of the week.

(Usually this kicks off at 10 - 11 am Eastern time, but I have no clue what time it is anywhere, what with a new time zone, changing clocks and a series of out-of-whack phones and laptop.) Have a good one.

MyBlogLog Sunday info links

Be back later.