I hate the word blog. It’s totally like ‘blah’ and ‘clog’ mashed together. Blah is like: egh… I’m so bored. Clog is like: ew, the toilet won’t flush. Or wooden shoes invented by turn-of-the-century Dutch peasants to better outfit moms for last-minute excursions to Trader Joe’s. So when you think about it, the word “blog” is like: I flushed my mom’s wooden shoe down the toilet out of sheer boredom and now I’m standing in a swamp of upchucked poo.
Is it just me?
For a while, I toyed with the term “F
Published on April 30, 2009 13:15