Time to pull the blinds
Thursday, October 17th, 2002
I’m finally dropping Robert Scoble’s RSS feed. There was a time when he had some insightful things to say, but lately I’ve just been waiting for him to post photos of his hickeys. I really am trying to be happy for his newfound naivete and lovestruck giddyness – I really do appreciate that it’s a fantastic force in his life, but it’s an ongoing spectacle I somehow feel uncomfortable being privy to in an increasing way. My brain’s auto-meta-tagger taxonomy engine wants to recategorize him from useful industry bellwether to the highly ignorable zits-and-angst teen blog category.
Robert and Rageboy seem both to be running around wagging their boners in the air lately (although RageBoy in a more abstruse and discreet way). Must be a California thing. I’m happy for them to be bonking like bunnies, but guys, consider pulling the blinds, or start using categories and let me spare myself the soap opera. For now, I’ll just avert my eyes.
I’m finally dropping Robert Scoble’s RSS feed. There was a time when he had some insightful things to say, but lately I’ve just been waiting for him to post photos of his hickeys. I really am trying to be happy for his newfound naivete and lovestruck giddyness – I really do appreciate that it’s a fantastic force in his life, but it’s an ongoing spectacle I somehow feel uncomfortable being privy to in an increasing way. My brain’s auto-meta-tagger taxonomy engine wants to recategorize him from useful industry bellwether to the highly ignorable zits-and-angst teen blog category.
Robert and Rageboy seem both to be running around wagging their boners in the air lately (although RageBoy in a more abstruse and discreet way). Must be a California thing. I’m happy for them to be bonking like bunnies, but guys, consider pulling the blinds, or start using categories and let me spare myself the soap opera. For now, I’ll just avert my eyes.