Jim Treacher's Blog That Is on the Internet

Like the old gag:

First Prize: One Week, all-expenses-paid trip to Toledo!

Second Prize: Two Week, all-expenses-paid trip to Toledo!

Big Louie sez: Post more clip art humor or your sweet little blog racket is finished.

I just hang around here, clicking away, waiting for you to show up. F5. F5. F5.

At least Puce is back.

It's fucking sad too. I saw you from a couple of postings you made starting with the CBS Dan Rather Space Unicorn, guffawed myself senseless, saw you keep it going a few more times and been coming back ever since in the hopes you'd, ah, what's the phrase...oh yeah. Write something.

It's stupid, I don't know why I do it. I don't go anyplace else just waiting for a posting. You're a miserable shit of a blogger, I don't know why I come here. Hell, I once dumped a girl because she refused to kiss me once, not even for refusing sex or anything. What's more, I willingly go to a site that Sean goes to.

It's like John Kerry - your popularity goes up when you're not around

James, you were touching yourself when you wrote that, weren't you?

My parole officer says I have to check in at you and that Hubris guy, irrespective of quantity or quality.
I asked him why he uses the word irrespective and he got mad.

We're trying to tell you something? No, it's the other way around. You're trying to tell us to bugger off, but we're just enjoying all the different ways you ask.

More Puce won't do the trick.

*sniff*...yes. Was that you taking pictures outside?

"More Puce won't do the trick."

Who?

Me here only wait for capt. americrunch, then blow myself up and go to heaven.

There virgins await for blowing people.

I think Ali has a MacArthur Genius grant waiting! Ah, the subtle humor of those who think badly apeing another way of talking is the height of cutting satire- what would we do without the kids in junior high who invented "doy"?

But come to think of it, it's still better than John Updike.

Jim, I think I speak for all of us when I say we love you unconditionally, like a dog. We'd keep coming back even if you kicked us (though I hope it doesn't come to that). Often, when I post to my own blog, I even try to please you. "I hope Jim is pleased by this post," I think. Well, okay, not often, but sometimes. Okay, just twice. But once was this morning! Just look at this post!
http://blog.gleeson.us/sean/2005/04/13/euthanasia_blogfight
I'm laying it at your feet.

I'm dismayed at the paucity of posts because it implies you have some sort of paid employment that prevents you from spending time here.

That's just too strange a concept for me to wrap my mind around.

Do Google hits for 'Hot Lebanese Girls' really "count"? Come on now.

I'm just hoping you'll come up with the next "Queen of the Space Unicorns".

F5
F5
F5

Sean, in the split second when I clicked on your link to the moment that I became conscious that it was your blog and instantly hit the X, I actually caught a glimpse of your site.

It made me think. For all its transcendant coolness and nutty campiness, I don't know why the phrase "shut yer yap" ever left mainstream discourse. I mean, could any woman resist a man whose charms included such dash and elan? Dames, go figure.

Thank you for the precious grant, effendi James, though my spirit is saddened by you brilliantly recognizing that my american is not that good.

Still the thought of the heavenly virgins for blowing people makes me happier. You may consider it, too.

PS.: I'll google for Updike.

You have to google for Updike? Holy christ, there's more hope for the world than I thought.

You may need to put your "My Readers and Why I Hate Them" campaign on hold.

I just hang around hoping Michele will notice me.