I Think, Therefore... I Think.

The jury is still out on this whole Clicky thing... or at least they don't have enough information to write a blog post about it yet. So far, this place has gotten a good number of hits, but in terms of people finding this blog via search engine... well, the results are decidedly more blah. A whopping two people found Murky Words as the result of a search. One person went searching for "ying-yang" and found my post from eons ago talking about tattoo's. The other person searched for "common noun plural english singular letter cartalk quiz" - and I'm not sure what they found, exactly. So, that's that. Could be worse - someone could have searched for "horny Boston leather gimp" and ended up here, in which case I'd have to cease all posts forthwith. Thankfully, that's not the case, but since I'm now out a reason to post, I figured it was time for another episode of my random thoughts.

¿Listo? Emmmmpieze.

• Bravely bold Sir Robin, rode forth from Camelot. He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Robin! He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways. Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Robin!*
• Oscars are on tonight, but unfortunately, due to a previous engagement, I shan't be able to watch them. That's OK. I don't like the Academy anyway. I don't even know who the Academy are. Do they even exist? Who are these masked men, and why do their selections often suck? I call foul. Lying sacks of sh--. Why don't you vote on something worthwhile? Leave me alone.
• The sun's in my eyes! The SUN is IN my EYES! I feel like a mogwai. Bright Light! Bright Light! Bah. Screw it. I'm too lazy to move my computer. Guess I'll go blind while basking in it's rays.
• I've rediscovered grapefruit. Seriously, do you have any idea how good grapefruit are? I had one this morning for breakfast, and MAN, was it good. Thank YOU, Father Grapefruit, and thank you for letting us consume your children.
• I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin' back to NOLA. w00t!
• Perhaps I'm taking this whole personal finance thing a little too far. I actually clipped coupons this morning. You can just go ahead and start calling me Barbara Billingsley (oh, but pardon me stewardess, I speak jive.)
• He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp, or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken; To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away; And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Robin!*
• My roommate is currently blackening catfish and using a mixture of spices that he created as a rub. Smells delicious, but Holy Smoke - literally! I'm coughing up a storm. And now, the fire alarm has just gone off. Perfect. Is this how they do it down south?
• Bought another cookbook! This time it's How To Cook Everything by Mark Bittman. I have a friend who really knows how to cook (she even knows how to sweat the aromatics) and SHE tells me that his books are worth every penny. I know, I know... I don't need to buy cookbooks when so many resources are available online (a la foodtv.com) but still, between Ted and Mark and foodtv, I'll be an Iron Chef in no time. So there. Wonder if this new book teaches you how to blacken catfish.
  
• I just did a load of laundry, and you know how sometimes you just have a bit too much for the dryer, so when you take the clothes out they're mostly dry but still slightly damp? Yeah, that's what just happened. Anyway, I hate that.
• Alright, I love my Red Sox and all, but this extended spring training coverage has gone a little too far. Somebody wake me when the regular season starts. Oh, and konichiwa, Matsuzaka-san!
• I'll be dining at The Cheesecake Factory tonight. Yummmm... Wonder what I should have? Maybe blackened catfish. *cough*
• I'll have a few hours to kill between the time I finish this blog post and the time I have to head out to dinner. Maybe I'll start 'Great Expectations.'
• Why are there braille instructions on drive through ATM's?
• Why are cartoon dogs so stupid? I mean, think about it. Astro, Scooby-Doo, Dino, Snively, Courage. They're all idiots. And not funny. Seriously, "Ro-Ray, Raggy! Oooh, Scrooby Snacks!" Who thinks that's funny? You? Get a life. Oh, wait. Mr. Peabody was pretty smart. Never mind, then. You're cool.
• Speaking of dogs, there's a rumor going around that Rolf from the Muppets is gay. Can't substantiate it one way or another, though.
• Q: How do you kill a circus? A: Go for the juggler. (Who the hell thinks that's funny? Me? Get a life.)
• His head smashed in and his heart cut out, and his liver removed, and his bowels unplugged, and his nostrils raped, and his bottom burned off, and his pen-*
  
• THAT'S quite enough, there. There's dirty work afoot!*

*Stolen from 'The Ballad of Sir Robin.' Music and lyrics by Monty Python.

Click My Links!

Just got through readin' Sean's most recent post (as of this writing... yeah, I know, I know - I link to his blog often enough that I should just setup a redirect and be done with it. And deprive you of this beautiful blue unchanging site? Never!) and decided to follow his lead and give this Clicky thang a try. Sean and I have the same web host, and while he was rather diplomatic about the matter in his post, I'll go so far as to say the statistics and analysis they provide suck out loud. (Note: that is my only complaint with them. In all other areas, most notably price and customer service, they are second to none. Please don't kick me off your hosting service, guys.)

Anyway, this Clicky service looks pretty neat, nay, hype even, and I just added it to this site. My plan is to watch the stats in the coming days and then do much like Sean did and post some of the statistics, complete with the type of analysis you've come to expect from all of us, er.. me here at Murky Words.

Of course, if I want to see normal stats, then it's probably in my best interests to provide normal posts... or at least more consistent ones. But that's why Sean's post was such a Godsend. It's two posts for the price of one. See here, I've just written this post announcing that I'll be writing another post with my take on web traffic and stats. Personally, I think it was rather ingenious of me and I can think of little that's more exciting. Aren't you excited? Good. I am too. See you in a day or two.

[Update to previous post which I'm placing in this post because you'd have no idea I'd written it otherwise. Is it really that important? No, in fact it's kind of random and out of place, but what the hell. It's something to add...: In an effort to budget and better track my spending I recently purchased Quicken Deluxe and threw it on my computer (actually, technically it was a gift since I used a Best Buy gift card to buy it.) It installs easy enough and looks pretty simple when you first run it, but man is it a powerful tool. The process of importing accounts and getting the downloads setup can be a bit of a bitch, but once you have everything set up correctly... well, wow. I've only been using it a week and I can already tell it will help immensely. Who knew I was spending so much on lunch? "Not I, not I" said the fly in the pie. In the words of the immortal Young MC, "No school lunch next week. I'm brown baggin' it" And the week after, and the week after that.... Word. Kick the ballistics, G.