Anybody out there know how to install MT-Blacklist? I'm getting deluged with trackback spam. I guess if some idiot runs a sleazy gambling site, they're not going to be too concerned about ethics. Or about being a complete jackass.
If you can help and don't want any money for it, please e-mail me. Thanks in advance.
Dear Spammer Asshole,
I'm not happy that I just wasted 2 hours on this, but at least I have one consolation: So did you.
Your New Lifelong Enemy
Update: I'm not going to link to the site, but it looks like they've been hitting hundreds of blogs over the last few days, and their ISP has already taken the site down. But... the whole point of trackback spam is to increase your Google ranking, right? Why would you bother doing that if your site doesn't even exist anymore? Because you're a moron, I guess.
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Never really saw the point in that. If you go to somebody's blog to see what they have to say, and they've gotten somebody else to say stuff for them because they're scared you'll never come back if you don't get your candy NOW NOW NOW... what's the point?
Same schedule as always: Whenever I've got something that seems worth sharing. Thanks for stopping by.
That's what Point Pleasant looks to be, and I just wanted to use that headline before anybody else did. Somebody else probably has... well, it's something to type.
Click here and scroll down to the Don Drysdale Award. "These Nazis are slightly less evil than your regular sort of Nazis!" What a thrill. Vote for me if you want, I guess.
Mother, May I Sleep with Treacher? suffered a huge setback with several analysts urging their clients to ditch the stock as it suffered a public relations disaster. The exact nature of customer dissatisfaction was not known but galaxygoo was rumoured to have had a hand in it. Industry insiders suspect a Gag Master (artefact) was involved. Mother, May I Sleep with Treacher? share price dropped from B$2,125.38 to B$1,168.96
I thought Galaxygoo or Gag Master?'s first couple of albums were okay, but then they sold out.
How about payURLa? ("Blogola" is okay, but it brings to mind inexpensive sandwich meats. "My blogola has a first name, it's D-A-I-L-Y...")
(Or how about The Knack? "Dun-dun DIH-DIH dun-DIH, dun-DIH, dun-dun-DIH dun-dun-dun-DIH-DIH, dun-DIH... MY blogola! Ooooh my little greasy one, my sleazy one, Dean paid for the use of your TIME, blogola!" Etc.)
You may have heard about a silly story in the Columbia Journalism Review trying to say that, y'know, even though Dan Rather and CBS messed up, so did the bloggers who humiliated them, so there. The article is called, "You Bloggers Think You're So Great, But You're Really Not." Okay, it's not called that, but it might as well be.
Anyway, this part right here really concerns me. By which I mean, it's about me, which is the only reason I care, because I'm a blogger:
The Memogate melee peaked in late September. On cable, Joe Scarborough of MSNBC held forth with hasty overstatements: "I'm supposed to say 'allegedly forged.' I think everybody in America knows these documents were forged." His guests threw in anything that sounded good: "You know, Dan Rather's being called on the Internet, 'Queen of the Space Unicorns,'" said Bob Kohn, author of a book on why The New York Times "can no longer be trusted." (The "Space Unicorn" line had first appeared on Jim Treacher's conservative humor blog, and quickly wound up on The Wall Street Journal's online opinion page.)
Whoa, hold on! What's with the label? Since when is this a "humor" blog? Isn't humor supposed to be funny? At this point, I really think the evidence speaks for itself.
I DEMAND A RETRACTION.
Locke = Kurtz? Will the Boy with the Prettiest Eyes, AKA Combover McSisterfucker, become second-in-command of his Crazy Army? I don't care, Locke's still my favorite.
(Previous Locke discussion here.)
24: So when Mama Hari poisoned Little Debbie's drink, and Jihad Boy was kneeling in the foyer over her dying body with the gun in his hand... do you think it was loaded? I was hoping he'd point it at his mom's wet, bulging eyes and it would go "click, click, click." You know, another part of the big loyalty test. Tough love, man.
Hey, has the nationwide outbreak of mosque-burnings started yet? That is what's supposed to happen when you depict a terrorist as being of the Muslim faith, right? I was under the impression that the producers of 24 were directly responsible for any PR problems those folks might be having.
Wasn't it cute how they gave Bauer his little budgetary meeting to show what a changed man he was? "Oh look, he's sitting there talking about funding or something! Polite but firm, what a nice boy. He's not even cutting anybody's head off or shooting smack!" And of course, 10 minutes later he's kneecapping a guy. The only way that scene could have been any awesomer is if he proceeded to whip out the biggest needle you ever saw and shoot up straight into his eyeball. (Of course, torture is wrong, just like drugs are wrong, etc.)
Wonkette sez: "Awesome. Now can we talk about where Bush actually was in 1972?" Great idea. Maybe somebody could dig up some memos or something.
Here's the actual CBS deal. I'm thinking it must suck to work at the Wednesday edition of 60 Minutes these days. To distance the show even further from the Sunday version, and in the spirit of the comparatively plausible and straightforward 24, they should change the name to 1. It's the loneliest number, you know.
So, blogging. You type a bunch of words and stuff, right? Maybe later.