Help Make Blogs More Visible!

There are by some estimates more than 3 million weblogs. But most of them get no visibility in search engines. Only a few "A-List" blogs get into the top search engine results for a given topic, while the majority of blogs just don't get noticed. But this posting could solve that. Let's help the smaller blogs get more visibility!

This posting is GoMeme 4.0. So far we have tried 3 earlier variations. Our first test, GoMeme 1.0, spread to nearly 740 blogs in 2.5 days. This new version 4.0 is shorter, simpler, and fits more easily into your blog.

Why are we doing this? We want to help thousands of blogs get more visibility. How does it work? Just follow the instructions below to re-post this meme in your blog and add your URL to the end of the Path List below. As the meme spreads onwards from your blog, so will your URL. Your blog will be part of the pat for everyone downstream from you. That way they can see where they got this message from. Everyone in the Path List below benefits in a similar way as this meme spreads. Try it!

Instructions: Just copy this entire post and paste it into your blog. Then add your URL to the end of the path list below, and pass it on! (Make sure you add your URLs as live links or HTML code to the Path List below.)

Path List
1. Minding the Planet
2. Steeph's Blog
3. Shanna-isms
4. (your URL goes here! But first, please copy this line and move it down to the next line for the next person).

(NOTE: Be sure you paste live links for the Path List or use HTML code.)

Please follow this link

In checking out Michele's latest meme, I stumbled upon this blog and was very moved. In the post that I've linked to, you'll find another link. Please go there... and spread the word.

More later...

Your tax dollars at work... or not.

Just when I though money was at it's tightest, I get this notice in the mail for an unpaid parking ticket. These are not uncommon, considering the total lack of available parking at my workplace. You have to park in the garage two blocks away with ten-hour meters. If that's full, you have no choice but to hunt down one of the curbside spots with a two hour meter and hope you get a break and get out there before the parking Nazi does. Parking citations are completely commonplace.

I had paid off a slew of these little suckers back in November. I hadn't gotten one since (by pure luck or grace or God knows what). Imagine my shock when I received a notice via mail that my plates were suspended for non-payment of a citation from October! I was quite pissed. How on earth could that be, when I had paid them all a month later than the citation was dated?

Mind you, the longer the citation goes unpaid, the higher the amount of the fine. I was not a happy camper. This little doozy would leave me with ten dollars to my name. Lovely. I have my second-oldest's birthday party on Saturday, and this is the last thing I need right now.

Instead of rushing right over to (throttle) pay the clerk for the fine, I called to find out what the heck had happened. It took her a minute to find it. When she finally did, she told me it was indeed paid, but that the system was a little slow. A LITTLE SLOW?!? I laughed my butt off. Three months slow?! She then told me that this has been happening a lot lately, and they'd gotten a new computer system (doesn't that seem to be the general excuse for just about every flaw in every professional organization? Just how often do they get new systems, and what idiot is picking out these crappy computers?) Well at least I don't have a fine to pay.

Just another example of our wonderful government at work. Thousands of dollars spent on wrenches and toilet seats, but heaven forbid they use it for any sort of accuracy or anything. The true reasons for our multi-trillion dollar debts become quite clear.

It amazes me that these ridiculously uninformed and closed-minded politicians can sit in their palaces of pure oblivion and vote themselves raises and other frivolous absurdities, all the while entirely unaware of the true needs of the inhabitants of the very country they are sworn to serve.

Speaking of those who serve the country, it is absolute bullshit all the money these morons put into the military "for the betterment of our beloved soldiers". Oh, bite my ass. Have you ever seen the paycheck of a soldier? In any branch of the military? I am here to tell you, it ain't the dream job they'd like you to think.

There is a man in my life (and a particularly special one) who has been in the military for nearly twenty years. His "big paycheck" would be about three times that if he worked in the civilian world. That enormous monstrosity of a retirement would be enough to cover a mortgage. That, to me, is a travesty.

One would think that the money going to the military would include at least a little toward the increase of morale by heightening their standard of living just a tad. It's sickening, the number of families in the military on welfare.

Not that it does a damn thing to bitch about it. Our government is so irretrievably screwed up it would take more than a couple of raises or passed bills to fix it, quite honestly.

Killer Bunnies!

He's a cute lil' guy, eh?


Wow You plainly just want everyone to kiss your
ass. Weather it be for pleasure or telling them
to go fuck themselves. You like this phrase and
probably use it often.


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Idiocy

It's all over the news: A group of what authorities believe to be 32 people from around the world planned to kill themselves as a group this Valentine's Day while conversing in a chat room. One man in particular was arrested for organizing the grisly event.

Apparently, the group planned to travel to the man's home in Oregon where they intended to hang themselves from a large beam. According to various news reports, a college student in Portland, Oregon "became suspicious" (umm... What do you think her first clue was???)of the plans when a woman told the chatroom members that she intended to first kill her two children and then herself.

Ok, people. There was a period of time in my life in which I had reached the point of not wanting to live. Trust me, I got over it and am in a much better place in my life. But frankly, I don't give a flying rat turd how damned depressed you are, you simply leave your kids out of it.

Love them so much you can't bear to leave them behind? Then don't! Get help! How stupid could you be to even think about involving an innocent in your little whine-and-cheese plans?

Yes, I understand post-partum depression - and from a personal perspective, believe me. But if you really want to die that badly, haul your ass over to a neighbors or a sitters to care for your kids and do your DUMBASS deed on your own.

What really fries my ass in all of this is the creep who was so "tired of being alone" (spare me the crap - a LOT of us are lonely, moron) that he had to arrange, Jim Jones-style, to have a couple of dozen other down-and-outs do this with him. Coward.

I have experienced the sense of loss (understatement of the millennium), anger, frustration and pain that results from a suicide. And I have also been on the other side of the issue, so I don't want to hear any bullshit comments on how insensitive I sound. Get over it.

The world might be a really fucked up place, but it's because of this type of thing that it is. If you feel so damned badly about the way things are, then get up off your dead asses and do something about it.

What is with the freaking perverts???

Good Lord! I check my comments and find some prick leaves a nasty comment (by the way, "Jeff", think you might want to increase that med dosage a bit? You might want to bring that up at your next psych appointment.)

For any of you who aren't aware, I'm a Christian - albeit with a slight attitude, but still... I'm completely uninterested and could care less about your happy little anti-social geek dreams of porn stars and pay-per-view, k? Good. Now go piddle elsewhere with your lil' neon devil-shaped overly-decked-out puter, hun. And by the way: I have your IP address. Thanks for stopping by.

I'm also outrageously busy. I realize that there are those of you (via email, comments, tags, etc.) who have been more than a little patient in awaiting responses. I apologize... It's been crazy here.

I'm doing better than I was a couple of weeks ago. A lot has turned around. I have more allies than I realized. Those of you who have been there are very much appreciated - more than you're probably aware. Regardless of your involvement in all the recent chaos, I truly am grateful to have you in my life.

The little ones are doing well and are being so brave for their young ages. I'm truly blessed.

For those of you "out of the loop", remember this: No matter how low you get, no matter how bad it seems, the door is never really closed. There's always hope. Never let anyone tell you there's no hope. If you have enough faith - in yourself, in a higher power, in fate or destiny or whatever - you can accomplish whatever is in front of you. I know. I've already done the impossible. And more than once.

Today's a busy day, as well. I had a 10:15 appointment and ended up waiting until 11:20 ("A", could we maybe see about some free coffee in that waiting area?). Taking a quick break, and then I've got to throw in some laundry and get dinner going. Peach ham with red potatoes and baby carrots, yum! I also have chocolate cake with cocoa-cream cheese frosting for dessert with the kiddies. Sorry to say I've eaten most of it... Oops! Hehehe.

Gotta pick up Twiddlebug from school in a few hours and then have friends visiting after dinner. That new washing machine has really fueled my popularity!

I'll be back in later for that big contest in BC tonight. You know, since my evenings are so happening and wild and all... *sigh* Ahhh, the good life (snicker).

Yes, I am a toy freak

This latest addition to the Potato Head family has got to be one of the funniest - yet coolest - things I have seen in a long time. Darth Tater is all decked out in full costume, Light Saber and all.

Just so you all know, I do have a birthday coming up!

Feel younger or older than your age?

I took this quiz and the results show that I am nearly seven years older than my calendar age. Time to make some serious changes!

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