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I walked that path a hundred ninety.

I think that eBay Blogs must be the very sincerest definition of lame.

I mean, really.

eBay Blogs.


In the chaos of the last couple of weeks, the last month, I never commented on the discovery of evidence of a gigantic bolide impact in Antarctica. Perhaps a crater, 500 kilometers (300 miles) across, and perhaps another clue to the causes of the Permian-Triassic mass extinction event (which made the end Cretaceous extinctions look like no more than a bad head cold). If the Wilkes Land mascon is the result of an impact, the meteor may have been 50 kilometers wide (30 miles). Just the sort of space rock the Immaculate Order of the Falling Sky has in mind, of course. No mere Tunguska firecracker, this one. What a fireworks show there must have been, 251 million years ago.

Spooky's become smitten with ditl, or "A Day in the Life." It is a rather oddly addictive phenomenon (though, in truth, I'm much more the exhibitionist than the voyeur). You can see her latest ditl entry here. I'm even in there somewhere.

I think it's time to brush my teeth and crawl away to bed. Perhaps I'll dream of fire from the sky and the glories of the humanless Neozoic Era...


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Jun. 20th, 2006 05:05 am (UTC)
I was just snarking about that this evening. eBay blogs are lame and pathetic... and you'd think their programmers would be better utilized in fixing the eBay bugs, which are more numerous than cockroaches in a New York apartment.

They're going to try and cram their silly Skype down everyone's throat too. That's the technology they bought and then didn't quite know what to do with. Apparently you can soon opt-in to having a Skype button put on your auction pages so bidders can phone you 24/7 (because you know they're not going to read the contact hours posted) and ask inane questions or breathe heavy in your ear. I've already heard some people joking about having the button connected to a 900-number so the caller gets charged. Hee!

I'll obviously not be opting in on that nightmare.

Jun. 20th, 2006 02:19 pm (UTC)
Ebay blogs:

June 19, 2006, 10:03am
So I'm sitting on the counter the other day, and what does the master bring in? Another f'ing toaster!I mean WTFOMG! Helloooo, can he not see me here, all functional and pretty like already. I can toast like a mofo, but apparently that's not good enough for him.

Yea, so anyway, that's how I ended up here. Bid on me and I promise not to zap you when you use a fork to fish out that smaller half of the English muffin. kthnxbye.
Jun. 21st, 2006 05:32 am (UTC)
"Long low, time ago, people talk to me..."
I read your title a few days ago but it took that long for the backbrain to come up with the source: REM. Long time since I've heard that song... Like most of Stipe's writing, he had to explain the lyrics in an interview before I knew it was about slavery and war (I think). Actually, I preferred it better when I never read explanations and could interpolate and interpret the lyrics. His newer stuff, where he put the lyrics on papers, loses the ambiguity (and occasional nonsense words) that I think hurt the music worse than losing Bill Berry's drum, though it'd be a close pick.

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