Economical blog posting is a virtue.
Yesterday the Malkins celebrated the third anniversary of Technorati. But the interesting part of that post comes in the form of off topic rambling:
Speaking of redesign, the moonbats at digg are whining about the format of my blog post headlines. So, I’ve turned off the caps. (Update: Well, I tried to, but it didn’t work. If you know your way around MT, let me know what I need to do. Thanks. Update II: No more CAPS!) Not that it’ll cure their BDS. But it can’t hurt.
“[M]oonbats?” “[A]t Digg?” “[W]hining?” “[P]ost headlines?”
Say it ain’t so, Michelle! Personally, I’ve long felt that the all-capitals title formatting was quaint and something of a crutch for those who don’t practice the proper conventions for title capitalization. (The infinitive “to” always trips me up honestly.)
What’s more annoying, though, is that I can’t get full posts in my RSS reader: a tactic to get subscribers to actually visit the site and hence increase her pageviews and, in turn, her ad revenue. Meh. I’m already a NetFlix customer…
Back to the topic at hand: It appears that “Update II” was in vain. In Safari, I’m still seeing the post titles in all caps. And, to be strictly insulting, the site has been in dire need of an overhaul for at least six months. And the addition of the “digg this” buttons on each post has only served to make the site look even more craptacular.
And today, Michelle and Bryan unveiled their inspired critiques of so-called “peace activists gone wild!” One being the weekly column (deconstructed here by R. Mathis of OpEdNews.com) and an oddly executed parodic rendition of Lennon-McCartney’s “Give Peace a Chance.”
Still unkown: whether Bryan Preston learned to play guitar last week; what Malkin and Preston did with the money.*
I believe it is incumbent upon me to write (but not perform) a parody of a Lennon-McCartney tune. Here’s what I’ve got so far:
Diggging a Hole (to the tune of “Fixing a Hole” off of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band)
She’s diggging a hole that she can fit in,
to hide from Jesse while she’s on Bryan.
And she will go.
She’s filling the cracks that have grown in her skull,
And forced her mind toward wingnuttery,
Where Bryan gets blown.
“And it really freakin’ matters:
Even if I’m wrong, I’m Right!
Where I belong, I’m bright!
I’ll queef on!”
“See those pacifists standing there!
We disagree. They’ll never win!
And they wonder why they don’t get linked on my blog!”
That’s enough for now. Feel free to join in! :-D
*The money their parents gave them for singing lessons, of course.
Update: (7/27, evening) It appears that the capitalization problems have been rectified. No word yet on improved singing abilities. MM.com still looks like something a sot from a J. Joyce short story vomited up onto a Dublin sidewalk.