Showing posts with label Sick Barstards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sick Barstards. Show all posts

Monday, August 15, 2011

Monday, March 14, 2011

Who am I? Who are you?


Had a great time at Mardi Gras. Unfortunately, staying out all hours in all weather, eating 'street' food and drinking incessantly is apparently not good for the immune system. Woke up Ash Wednesday without a hangover but with a nasty little virus. Fever for days, night sweats from hell, and a solo 15 hour drive back to Durham only to find the in-laws at our house. Ay Caramba! If only my primary care physician (Poobah Eric) had warned me of all of the above mentioned activities. If only....

Tuesday, June 09, 2009

An Audience Of Five (Or Six)


From Slashdot:
"Douglas Quenqua reports in the NY Times that according to a 2008 survey only 7.4 million out of the 133 million blogs the company tracks had been updated in the past 120 days meaning that "95 percent of blogs being essentially abandoned, left to lie fallow on the Web, where they become public remnants of a dream — or at least an ambition — unfulfilled." Richard Jalichandra, chief executive of Technorati, said that at any given time there are 7 million to 10 million active blogs on the Internet, but it's probably between 50,000 and 100,000 blogs that are generating most of the page views. "There's a joke within the blogging community that most blogs have an audience of one." Many people who think blogging is a fast path to financial independence also find themselves discouraged. "I did some Craigslist postings to advertise it, and I very quickly got an audience of about 50,000 viewers a month," says Matt Goodman, an advertising executive in Atlanta who had no trouble attracting an audience to his site, Things My Dog Ate, leading to some small advertising deals. "I think I made about $20 from readers clicking on the ads.""
Contributing to our longevity, I think, is the fact that we never had dreams or ambitions.

Wednesday, January 09, 2008

David Roe and The Royal Rounders

Just what you need for a big easy hangover, since I can't offer you a lucky dog, some fine dixieland jazz! I offer up David Roe & the Royal Rounders, and if anyone else (Dave) has anything to add, I'd be most appreciative.