Idle Words invites you to see that your blog site is included in a blog-data gathering project.
On the page where one submits or checks tht one’s blog is in place is a simple summary graph of poular blog-stylie publishing tools. As of this writing, 1, 2, 3, and 4 are blogspot, blog.pl (a data spike, the maintainer notes), movable type, and blogger.
What’s the difference between blogspot and blogger? No, really, I don’t know.
Just finished a decent cut at an article for a regional travel mag: cross your fingers for me.
Now, where can I place a piece about fan-produced retro Star Trek episodes? There’s some amazing stuff out there…
foreword.com | danelope has a few (very few) words on a subject that grows ever dearer to K-Donk, day by day.
The contradiction! Can diplomacy resolve things? Is regime change in the offing?
Where is Raed ?: UPDATED. Woo-hoo! I look forward to reading this, surely the most anticipated post by any blogger ever, anywhere.
Since I find myself sporting the silly cat’s-tongue goatee again, and Jake laughed and pointed at the song when he saw it in a tracklisting, and a little bird tells me that a Gizmos/Dow Jones and the Industrials reunion is imminently impending (well, Memorial Day) in Indy, may I present a silly, silly button that John Barge and Eric White (I believe) went to the trouble of making, oncet upon a time.
It features the mug of Indiana’s own Dale Lawrence, as he found himself in what was described to me as “a serious Dennis Wilson phase.” A click will enlarge the image, and you too can sport your own button.
(The Gizmos and Dow Jones were two of Indiana’s earliest punk/new wave outfits, back in the late seventies – and regulars here already know that Dale is the bandleader for Indy’s own Vulgar Boatmen.)
HAIR ON MY FACE
(Gizmos: Lawrence/Nightshade? maybe just Nightshade)
(transcription by ear and very likely contains errors)
I got hair growin’ out of my face I swear
It just started to curl and gave me quite a scare
I can’t do my wash, I can’t go to shows
It’s all over my teeth and all under my nose
I’m a total disgrace – I got hair on my face
Well my friends don’t wanna know me and what’s even worse
my girlfriend tells me that she thinks it’s a curse
she says baby baby baby don’t you be untrue
cuz it’s only the hair and I’m under to you (?)
I gotta find a good lawyer who can see my case
hair on my face
(chorus:)
Well how’m I s’posed to do my rockin’ when I got a big beard
I can see down the years and it feels pretty wierd (?)
It’s a phenomenal case and I don’t know what to do
If you can tell me baby baby I’d be indebted to you
I talked to my priest yeah I talked to my ‘fess
I told him I’d buy a new car if he told me it’s bad
He told me quite a lot baby against you
We talked a lot about facial hair – achoo
I’m a disgrace to my race – I got hair on my face
OH LET’S GO!
(lead break)
chorus
I got hair growin’ out of my face I swear
It just started to grow and gave me quite a scare
I can’t do my wash, I can’t go to shows
It’s all over my teeth and all under my nose
I’m a total disgrace – I got hair on my face
I’m a total disgrace – I got hair on my face
I gotta find a good lawyer who can see my case
Hair on my face
The Illuminated Donkey gets an unexpected passenger, courtesy sneaky sneaky me.
Click here, and hit “reload”; then enjoy the new improved look of the “Donk”.
Shouldn’t we really be calling him “K-Donk,” and not the threadbare moniker, “K-Dog”?
May I call your attention to the most recently posted comment under my Blimp Week chestnut, The Wreck of the Shenandoah: a genuine eye-witness account from one Robert McCoy.
Man, this internet thing just might work out.
Feedback like this is the obverse of this site’s magical ability to attract those it discusses into discourse. See also the recent comment under my Bob’s Java Jive entry, in which a The Seamonkees promote their appearance there on May 3, as well as some of the other comments under that entry.
Speaking of Tacoma, they have a heck of a scandal brewing; the Chief of Police shot and killed himself seconds after shooting his estranged wife in the head earlier this week. The reaction by city department heads was initially to circle the wagons and praise the dead man as an advocate for victims of domestic violence. Things are continuing to develop.
Here’s a P-I search on the name of the unfortunate woman, Crystal Brame. Oh, it’s, I don’t know, the sort of thing that Seattle media loves to report about Tacoma, I’d say.
NSLog(); – itms:// Links – intrepid persons have sussed out the URLs in use by iTunes under the Music Store, now canonically called ITMS after the URL schema Apple’s using.
I assume, therefore, that someone will be buildng my requested in-browser review interface to the goods available.
It’s worth noting that there’s a discussion on the site concerning the eMusic/iMusic comparison I blogged a day or two ago. Unfortunately, the discussion doesn’t appear to shed much light on anything. It’s more a ‘Apple rox0rs! you suck, indie losers!’ vs. ‘no we don’t!’ kinda thing. Albeit more politely expressed than my summary.
So let’s see, now:
http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZSearch.woa/wa/advancedSearchResults?artistTerm=Wolf
Does indeed return an XML doc that incudes the material from Howlin’ Wolf I was wondering about.
So, iTunes to plug holes in the collection takes a step toward viability.
Moon Song from the Veitches of rathergood.com. [via Rebecca of the ever-alarming taxidermy-and-disease blog sweat flavored gummi]
Turn your speakers down, and get ready to tap yer toes.
(hmm-hmm-hmm… not as high as maybe drigibles or zeppelins or maybe lightbulbs… hmmm-hmm-hmmm… we like tha moon… la-la-la…)
Take that, Apple Music!
