Wow, neglect a blog and look what it produces! Hate(ish) mail! I'm so proud:
From: brenda mcmullen <email@example.com> To firstname.lastname@example.org
re: your web blogs
hello. i have a question if you have a few minutes to answer i'd be grateful. I happened to stumble across your blogs when i was looking for something else and somehow popped up on your jesus is funny section. one question please, how can someone be so filled with hate. as i read along it's almost like i can picture you doing all that with spit flying out of your mouth, eyes burning red, hair all askew, or something, like rumplestiltzkin so mad he dug ahole in the ground pounding his foot and ranting. what happened to you? how can anyone be so mad at GOD and christians?? I just never read anything so sad and heartbreaking. you seem consumed with hate. i hope your ok and try and remember GOD is love, not hate
thanks for your time
Thank you for your time, Brenda with a small b. Let me take the time to answer your questions...
Hi there readers. It was the endurance of long stretch of confined boredom that finally drove me to putting together this blog one year ago today. I'd been thinking about it for years (literally) and talking about it for much too long. I thank you for reading and ask you now to join me in prayer:
May the Blessed Virgin continue to show up in the most unlikely of places (and food items). May godbags continue to insert their collective foot in their collective mouth with bran flake regularity. May our side continue to win the war of graphic design and may Jesus continue to be my punchline. (oh and god - if you happen to exist, could you ease of on the persecution of teh gays? It's getting a bit bo-ring).
If I were wonkette, I would hyperbolize my late night of addictive Dog Days page turning into a juicy night of binge-drinking and sexual innuendo. But I'm not wonkette, and neither is Ana Marie Cox anymore. As you can see from the grab above she's promoted herself to... herself, author.
I literally couldn't put the page turner down (it was like a romance novel for wonketteer-geeks who followed the whole course of her blogging-like me). In some ways, even better, as the fictionalized version shared details the real AMC is far to polite to share (especially later on when her success sucked her into the talking head universe she mocked so well) and thoughts are carried on for more than a few paragraphs. Oh, and ass-fucking figures into the book prominently (but not in the gross way you're thinking).
But enough gushing. I loved the book and heartily recommend it if you're into that kind of thing. After I wrapped up, I was jonesing for more, so I googled. The new wonkette doesn't quite do it for me (tough shoes to fill), so I checked on the antic muse, AMC's pre-wonkette site for crumbs, which I found in the form of a link to her new, post-wonkette blog - in the grab above. You can't relive the past, and this isn't the return of the real wonkette (as post-wonkette author life is surely more rewarding), but AMC's once-daily posts can sooth the itch a bit. Check it out.
Part of my mid-winter cleaning around these parts is a linkage update - a friends & family update as it were, thought luckily these friends and family share my world view (and know a lot more than I about their respective fields), so both will be more than insufferable link pandering. Go. Click. Now.
First is Green Baby Goods, an eco-conscious baby-outfitter run by my sister-in-law Debby (and modeled by my family's scion over there on your right. well, the non-patrilineal scion who - let's be honest - couldn't be any cuter). She's got newer generation cloth diapers and cute moby wraps among her environment-friendly products, so if you've got the need, this could be a feel-good source. Small, independent, woman-owned + environmentally aware = win win.
Next is Zebratista, a dear old friend and one of the feminists who helped deprogram the suburbia right out of me. Heidi claims her blog is just a mechanism of procrastination, but really - adding a right-on voice to the larger conversation provides a service we all need. Who else is going to direct our attention to sexy Inuit fashion? For our sake, I hope that thesis never gets done...
Yes, yes, more apologies for my lack of posting for - wtf - the past two months. That's a long time, and it's literally flown by for me (how does that figure of speech make any sense. how could that possibly be literal?) The boring truth is that the man has been working me hard (no, I haven't become a born-again ex-gay, though that would make for fabulous blogging). Long hours, working with a fever, holidays? (are you buying any of these lame excuses?) have kept me from mocking christians as I love...
I hope my formerly regular readers can forgive me and venture a click when I start showing up in your rss again.
Six months ago I did a teeny little post on Bush's expensive gopher, Blake Gottesman. All this time later, he's my #1 google search phrase. What gives Gottesman stalkers? Is there really so little written about him? Are there really poeple interested in him, or am I just seeing Blake googling himself over and over? Do tell.
I'm taking a few days off to watch my odometer roll over. I'll be back at it by the middle of next week, so in the meantime take a browse through the archives, if you like, or gaze at the fallishness of my photo above. As always, thanks for reading, and have a pasta-blessed day.
-Ryan (no, I'll probably never get over that joke)
Posting will continue to be sporadic through next week as I continue to force round blocks through square holes for the man. In the meantime, check out the cute dog above, and read up on Katrina animals in the NY Times.