EmptyBottle.org: Never Mind The Bollocks, Here’s The Wonderchicken, says Stavros at great length. Word is, blogs are like parties. Mmmm. I folla. Not sure I agree. He, of all people, will understand my reference in the title here.

I get the whole blogs=punk rock thing. Part of what made punk valuable was moving beyond punk per se. Here’s a total tangent: punk rock is for old people, I think. I keep waiting for the next thing, the thing that will make me shake my head and wonder what the hell those kids are thinking, and it ain’t here yet. Blogs ain’t it. GWB ain’t it. Halo ain’t it.

Cell phones come pretty damn close, though.

Grey-haired indivizzles who once stood amazed as they listened to Joey Shithead rage and roar and now find themselves bloggizzle may enjoy Stavros’ thoughts. I did.

Intrepid correspondent B² covers the upset in Iowa, as millions fled the smoking rubble of Dubuque in the wake of the mighty battle.

He’s updated the scoreboard, as well.