Why Don’t You Get A Blog?

Comments, whenever they come, are nice. I enjoy getting comments on my blog entries and this has especially helped me develop  relationships with other bloggers over the years. Every once in a while, there’s that person who comes by, especially when your post is about something controversial, and they just have to comment ad infinitum about it. My response is, “Dude, why don’t you get a blog?”

While I don’t have an official comments policy, ThePete has a policy that covers a lot of the issues that came up with this comment I got in my Perez post last week. ThePete didn’t agree with me and we were cool. However, there was this person, Daniel on Twitter, who felt compelled to leave this long-ass rant. Just to clarify, I don’t follow this Daniel on Twitter, but he piggy-backed on a conversation between me and a mutual friend about Perez’s use of the F word. At one point, he insulted me and I told him to frack off. From there, it felt like one of those night club arguments that seems to be over until the belligerent person confronts you at the door when you leave. With this comment, it was more like being followed to my virtual home. And, being a good host, I posted his comment, even though I thought about just deleting it without it ever seeing the light of day. Ah, but poor Daniel took so much time to type it, and I respect free speech rights.

Given that, I probably should adopt a policy similar to ThePete’s, as it’s pretty reasonable. I also find it irritating when someone tries to piggyback off my posts, which is on my blog. Exercising the right to moderate isn’t a bad thing. I’m not that desperate for comments.

I was tempted to comment on last week’s immense comment, to have fun ripping it apart, but it’s not really worth my time. As for you, Daniel, YOU REALLY NEED TO GET A BLOG. You and all the others like you. It isn’t really that hard as anyone can set one up on Blogger, WordPress, and even MySpace. You can even use Facebook‘s Notes application, which is pretty much for people who pretend to have a blog. Try it and rant to your wounded heart’s content.

Let’s Get Retarded!

Perez Hilton writes catty little posts about celebs and vandalizes their photos with mean little jokes. This, of course, has pissed them off over the past several years of his blogging, bad hair, and weight fluctuations. Unfortunately, he called Will.I.Am a faggot (publicly, not in writing), which was incredibly stupid, resulting in him getting punched out. Then came the glee fests on Twitter and celebrity backlash towards him. I guess it boils down to how whether people like the victim or not. That I find appalling, because if no one likes you, apparently you deserve it. You are seriously fucked.

Oh, he had it coming. How original. Can you say clichĂ©? It still doesn’t make the assault right.

Better Than Ice Cream

The monsters people create sometimes. In this case, I got a little bee happy from a blog entry from Brian. He posted something about Haagen Dazc‘s* campaign to save the honey bee, complete with its own website, which creates awareness of the bee population problem. There, you can experience a Second Life of sorts for bees in which you fly your bee avatar around and get some educational tidbits about how some things really depend on these tiny creatures. There’s also a fun application where you can create your own bee image. I got a little too carried away.

Beeork
Beeork

Perezzz
Perezz

I created a couple more of them and put them up on Flickr. I then had to slap myself to stop creating more, especially when it came to creating a bee that could either look like Michael Jackson or Victoria Beckham. Somehow, I think the bee gods would see to it that I get stung.

*Practically unspellable ice cream.

Violently Happy?

I got this piece of Bjork news from my friend Sharon. It takes courage to approach Bjork, as a photographer in Auckland, New Zealand found out. Like the incident in Bangkok over a decade ago, Bjork was apprehended by a member of the press at the airport. She, of course, didn’t take too kindly to his picture taking.

There will probably be a vid of this incident later on YouTube, but it involves torn clothing (the photographer) and Bjork falling on the ground. All I have to say about it is that he should have known better. To quote Perez, “Don’t mess with Bjork. She’ll fuck you up!”

Here is the now classic vid of Bjork attacking a reporter in Bangkok:

Public Service Announcement from Perez

Perez, the best thing you could do is not mention his name. Perhaps if we’re nice, he’ll go away.*

Here, Perez gives a reading and commentary of the painfully illiterate letter from Chris Crocker posted on his MySpace blog. Has Chris Crocker really earned the privilege of posting such a nasty note to his fans? All he did was have a nervous breakdown while screaming at us to leave Britney alone. Well, he did more than that, but his biggest claim to fame is being Britney’s stalker. Speaking of which, was it necessary for him to show his wee bits when masquerading as her?

*line from “Only a Lad” by Oingo Boingo.

ShindoTV VLog 1

This VLog was filmed in my car. My camera was mounted on a monopod fastened with a suction cup to the windscreen. I ranted on several topics while driving and later cobbled it together. I go off on topics such as the new Duran Duran album, Project Runway, the two special writing months, and Perez Hilton. Regarding Project Runway, there is a cast member whom I refer to as the Bjork Lady. Watch it this season, starting with the first episode. You’ll see what I mean.