Skunkgal - Too Much Skunk In Your Junk

spam attack

my blog is under a comment spam attack currently. this is mostly annoying b/c i open my email up and it tells me i have (12) messages and that i am cool. then i look and realize that 8 are spam notifications, 2 are google alerts, one is an amazon suggestion, and the last is a reply from my father telling me he’s mailed that allergy medication. this is pretty much a small devastation every time.

btw, i know it’s spam b/c the comments are like “Great site!” and “Nice post!” now if these were real comments, they wouldn’t be as tame as these. i like to think my comments run along the lines of: “omg you’re such an idiot” and “this is the funniest thing i’ve read EVAAAAAA.” on skunkgal, hyperbole rules.

also, anyone who knows me knows that part of me dies inside when exclamation points are used without irony. none of my real friends/readers would ever do that to me, and even if they tried they should know that i know what they’re doing. got that?

in conclusion, i still have NOTHING TO BLOG ABOUT, except for the fact that barack obama is apparently a star trek fan and that when he met leonard nimoy, he flashed him the vulcan sign. i’m not so sure about this “change” nonsense, but if the man watched DS9, i’ll lose my skepticism and follow him to the end of the earth (or, ahem, the final frontier).

dead inside

is it just me or have all news stories since the election been utterly dull and lifeless? even a good “palin doesn’t know africa is a continent” story or the economy is dying article doesn’t get me hyped up to blog. i only say all this b/c i’ve been actively searching for an hour for SOMETHING to write about and nothing has struck me. bah. I’M WRITING A BLOG POST ABOUT HOW I HAVE NOTHING TO BLOG ABOUT.

it sort of feels like how it felt to be blown away by the dark knight. i literally have not seen a movie since.

and god, even the post-election newsweek extravaganza isn’t doing it for me. OMG WHAT’S WRONG.

skunk traffic summary report

so i got a huge boost in traffic from my blow-up bike post, thanks to a mention on the express (a free tabloid that’s passed out on the metro in DC). i also got picked up on the DC blogs network and other dc-related sites. hooray. maybe i’ll make more than 2 cents on my google ads.

but most interestingly in my google analytics is that SOMEONE in the world searched “‘wanted’ mcevoy fat girl speech to boss” in google and found my blog. what is that about? although it was a good speech.

fark loves me

i was just doing my normal rounds of media watching, when i stumble upon myself. on fark!

as of 2:40am, there are 66 comments, and i can only hope and dream and pray for more just like the one from enderx.
although this farker unfortunately doesn’t know it’s easier to “quash” a party than “squash” one — this is still the most excellent news of the day. i knew this seattle university story was a winner.

UPDATE (10:30am): fark doesn’t love me. because someone had posted the same story earlier, they took mine down. if you want to know what that one commenter said, you can ask me to assuage my vanity, but i’m pretty much broken and beaten right now.

newt gingrich talks education policy

thursday i went to an education blogger summit — there’s nothing much to report except the food was abundant and fabulously good, and i really wanted to run this photo of newtsy.

i idiotically didn’t bring my laptop (to a blogger conference? (wtf, skunk), and i take horrible notes by hand, so here i crib some quotes from other, more effective bloggers.

newt called u.s. public schools a “monopoly of failure,” and quipped, “Given the slow pace of adoption by education bureaucracies, laptop computers will have to come down to $11 before they’re adopted by the Detroit school system.”

his idea to fix it all? clear out the preexisting bureaucracy (just fire EVERYBODY), and replace with some capitalism-esque direct-incentive system. i’m oversimplifying, but so was he. fair game.

newt was quite the charmer, which i assume helps cover up the shades of crazy in his ideas. he’s right that things are terribly broken, but getting rid of the department of education (true story) seems ill-advised. and why do you gotta always bring detroit in all this? don’t we have enough problems? have mercy.

RIP dear virtual friend

last week we all said goodbye to barber college, a blog of many talents. it was topical, insulting, oftentimes just so wrong.

with the elan of those of us who used to work at their college newspaper and are obviously longing for times past, barber college was able to say out loud what all our sick minds were already thinking — it was just way smarter about it. its presence will be missed, and in honor of its passing, i bring you highlights from perhaps its most lasting legacy: myspace hottie of the week.

first, the reason why this was a good idea, from the sire himself:

All you goody two-shoes out there probably think this is a really mean thing to do, but peep these reasons why it’s not:
1) People who put personal information on sites like MySpace are asking to be judged.
2) Do you think they really care what I think?
3) I’m actually trying to help them by pointing out their shortcomings so that they may overcome them.
4) Facebook is infinitely better than MySpace. MySpace pages look like they were designed by my two-year-old son Jerry (Gerry?), and he has phenylketonuria, thanks to his mother.
5) The Internet was invented for making fun of people you don’t even know.
6) It’s fun!

the hotties:

1. the first one. excerpt: “MacDonalds [sic] or Burger King: Burger King (MacDonalds [sic] supports abortion)” Fuck that shit. I’ll take some Mickey-D’s Fetus Fries over a Whopper Jr. any day of the week.
2. the clubber. excerpt: “The warning: You might get herpes if you read beyond this point.”
3. the huckabee lover. excerpt: “Pamm has this little box that supposedly allows one to enter a dollar amount, click “donate,” and instantly give money to the Huckabee campaign. I decided to call her bluff. I tried to enter $100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 in the box, but then it told me there was a $500 limit.

why, j-ho, did you have to grow a soul?