Month: August 2001 (Page 8 of 8)

Since I’m a little low on inspiration for blog posts this morning, I thought I would do an experiment. I’m working on a new site design for The Biodiversity Project, a non-profit here in Madison. The link is to their current site, which apparently was put together using FrontPage and FrontPage clip art (ugh). This morning, after days of coming up with stuff I didn’t like, I finally hit on a design that I like a lot.

So since I’m so numb after the “damned with faint praise” Blog You! review, I thought I would give you, my esteemed readers, a chance to critique the proposed design. Do your worst.

Ever just get tired of your own company? Look in the mirror, it’s you. Wake up, it’s you again. You just can’t get away from you. As they say, wherever you go, there you are. It can get tiresome sometimes.

Stolen from Plastic, this site should send a shiver of horror through all my fellow Coca-Cola addicts, especially the ones (like me) who are trying to kick the habit. In a burst of head-exploding PR “genius,” they are calling this H2NO. Other pages further detail their sinister plan to convert all citizens, like so many pod people, into soda-swilling minions. Not that it’ll take much.

UPDATE: Coke took the offending pages down sometime last night, so these links don’t work. Which is a shame, because they were funny and horrifying in equal measure.

Well, without my realizing it, words mean things was reviewed by the guys at Blog You! during the recent Blog-a-Thon. (If you want to see the reviews, search for “words mean things” on this very long page.) I was reviewed at 4:30 a.m., which is information you can take or leave. Tom gave me two Sutherlands, and Ed gave me 2.5.

Quotes:
ED: “Words Mean Things is a simple blog from a simple man. And I mean that in the best of all possible ways.”
also ED: “Blust rolls off the tip of your tongue, conjuring up a brand of chewing gum.”
TOM: “Weblogger Adam James Blust is from 1965. One can only wonder how he will percieve today’s culture from the time from which he came.”
ED again: “There is nothing that particularly grabs me, but there is nothing that particularly offends me.”

All in all, a tepid reception from the Blog You! guys. But at least it’s not a savage beating.

You sort of like me! You really sort of like me!

Taking my cue from Mike, a sign I saw recently outside a local Arby’s:

OUR MOZZ STICKS ARE BETTER

Now, first, I guess I have to allow them to print “MOZZ” to represent mozzarella. But then the trouble begins. Better than what? A poke in the eye with a sharp stick? A glass of hot tar? And if their meaning is “better than other fast food mozzarella sticks,” then, way to raise the bar! Even worse if they mean “better than they were before,” because you begin to think, how bad were they then? Words mean things.