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So how come you think I'm supposed to be all weighty and important and even if I'm funny there's other stuff at other levels supposed to be going on ANSWER ME.

I can get silly like you, y'know. I can laugh at stupid stuff just like anybody else. I don't know why I have to be the guy you have to clear your throat and put on a face every time you click my link and say "ooooooohkay, what does that guy have on his mind toDAY?"

In my internet travels stuff makes me laugh. I laugh out loud. You know... lol? One thing i do NOT do is spit liquids on my technology. When I see someone type "Ok, I just spat my coffee all over the screen' I want to come over there and just slap you. Like this...

So these are avatars I've seen people use in their signatures and ID's for blogs and discussion boards that I stole thought were funny at the time I saw them. I don't know if they're funny now or if they're funny ha-ha or just, you know funny kind-of funny. But I'm feeling lyrical and carefree and really stupid this morning so here's my collekshun ainit NEAT??

These are FUNny! Insert laugh here __________ .

(See? I can useless blog with the best of 'em, bub)

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Link 4 you today from The Guardian UK. The interview at the end is incredible!

It was more than twenty years ago that Rick Astley's Never Gonna Give You Up first topped the charts. "Never gonna say goodbye," he crooned in his surprisingly basso voice - and who knew how right he was.

Today we're in a different century, a different millennium, a very different era than the one that first offered up twerpy, earnest, high-waistbanded Astley. But his song, and its video in particular, have found new life in the time of YouTube. Never Gonna Give You Up is at the centre of one of the internet's hottest memes - and if you haven't already fallen victim, it's only a matter of time.

It's called the "rick-roll". You're innocently browsing an apparently useful website and see a link to something else that might be of interest, but when you click through to that destination you instead find yourself confronted with Astley's boyish smile, his manly croon, his awkward 1987 dance-moves.

Don't worry - I'm not rikrolling you!

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No go ahead, you'll dig. Really.

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This is a completely self indulgent post that I am going to be embarrassed about just a few short hours from now. It is enough to know that, whenever I make these kinds of goals, they turn out to work 90% of the time. So while the chances are good of something happening, the fact is I could also fall flat on my face, and probably deserve it for putting out such a ridiculously self-centered and self-puffing piece of crap as this.

A long time ago I wrote some stuff and it was kicked around in a sort of underground world the mainstream couldn't care less about. Probably because stuff finds its own level and that was about as good as it was going to get. In all those years I think I made enough to buy a bag of groceries - at 1990 prices. In the meantime writing is what I went to school for, for the little time I spent in "school" - beyond high school anyway. It was a while back now, but I've never stopped.

After a few fits and starts, most of which began last summer in a rush and has been going on under the radar ever since, some bad stories have shot out from here and all were rejected and that made me incredibly happy because I knew they sucked two minutes after they disappeared into the US Postal Service. But the main thing - the bigger thing - the thing that started rushing out of me last August - is looking pretty good and getting there. And so I don't care if I have to self-publish the damn thing myself and sell it off the blog to kick-start it, but I'm publishing in 2008 and that's all there is to it.

It is called Cartoon Music and the opening goes... Immanuel Genghis sits before the black revolver. Both are smiling. And that's all you get because this post is self-serving enough.

And now that I've said it, if it blows up in my face and nothing happens either through my own sloth or the fact that - uh sorry bub but its really lousy and you should just get back to your day job - that would kinda be how it works don't you know.

So I'll keep you posted. But if you don't hear about it for a real long time don't laugh at me too hard k?

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