1) I was just recently contacted by somebody at bthesite.com (which doesn’t seem to be working as of this being written) about how they had grabbed my RSS and were posting my content onto their site. That’s totally fine with me. Blogtimore has been doing it for years. But nobody at Blogtimore cares if I put the word “cock” in the title of my blog posts for all the world to see. I’m pretty sure they also don’t mind “fisting” or “felching” or “transexual cornholing santorum lickers”, but we’ll see if bthesite minds. And just to be clear, I grabbed the title from this episode of Extras:
Skip to the one minute mark if you’re in a hurry.
2) Since we’ve switched Sherlock to a new cat food that’s supposed to keep his wee-wee wiener-friendly, rather than full of sharp and jagged crystals stabbing him with their jags, his shit has become even more offensive. And I don’t mean “offensive” like people thought Andrew Dice Clay was offensive but was really only just kind-of funny unless you were a fat guy with a porno mustache, gold chain, stupid haircut, and a bad sweater, and 2 years of a high-school education who lived in New Jersey in the late 80’s and never got any action but still lied to his friends that he did, because those guys thought he was hilarious. No, I mean offensive like Yankee Candle Company’s new scent is “Hangover Shits” crafted specifically after extensively researching the nostril singing aromas of two pitchers of Miller Lite and 50 nuclear chicken wings digested and excreted through the human body, and it’s your birthday and everybody gives you one of those candles.
3) Speaking of offensive aromas, the other day Mrs. ACW and I were at the Annapolis Mall and I suddenly got a whiff of hypersexualized teenage desperation and the triumph of money over taste. “Wow, did we just walk past a perfume store? They must have spilled something.”
“I guess so.”
But then as we kept walking the stink became more palpable, until I could actually reach out an palp it. It was then that I noticed we were beginning to approach the area of the mall that housed the Abercrombie and Fitch store. We weren’t even at the store yet and I was already gagging. Seriously, look at this map. The arrow is A&F and we were at the red dot to the left of JCPenney when we started smelling the horrible smell.
We went on to Nordstrom so Mrs. ACW could look at purses or tampons or nipple-clamps or whatever it is that women look at when they go shopping (I don’t know, I usually turn my brain off), and after finding what she was looking for (or not, I don’t really know) we left to go back into the mall and it was as if I was just punched in the face with the smell of Dawson’s Creek were tv shows to have their own scents.
This time we had to pass the stink-factory on the near side, and it was so overpowering that I covered my face with my hoodie and did the best I could to control the gag reflex while my eyes watered. I wondered how people could even work in there. Do the clothes in there come pre-scented or something? Uggh. It was horrible.
But walking past the store wasn’t even the worst of it! Three hours later I still smelled like I was a non-consensual participant in a boy-band gang-bang, and nothing I did would make the stink come off me. It was like I looked normal, but my shadow was a collar-popping douchebag who bathed in shitty cologne.
We’re not using your content to populate the site, but we are linking out to great locally-based blogs in our sidebar, yours included.
Whenever you update, you show up in the feed. If you don’t want to be in the feed, we’ll take it down. Thus the email you received.
But if you decide to stay - and I hope you do - rest assured that your funny and well-written headlines — cocks and all — will be exposed to at least a few more people every day.
The whole purpose of bthesite.com - which goes live on Monday - is to be a really good blog about Baltimore. You’ll decide whether we live up to that.
And if you want to check it out today, you can peek behind the curtain here:
http://dev.bthesite.com
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Tim- I just reread my post and can see how it might have come off as antagonistic. That wasn’t my intent. I was just poking fun. I would have let you know when I got the email if I didn’t want to be included. Good luck with the new endeavor.
Tim, it would also appear that, in order to head off SQL injections, you guys are stripping the ‘ (apostrophe) character from the titles. Perhaps that could be fixed by changing it to “"”?
God, that clip was funny! I need to watch Extras on DVD some day.
Didn’t take it that way at all. Anyone who misses the joke in a post on this site doesn’t belong here anyway….
@mokiejovis, I’ll ask the geniuses to take a look.
I work in a high school. I spend my entire day with people who smell like that Abercrombie store - on purpose. Just imagine that.
Fuck! Sad to spray… I mean say, E.V.E.R.Y. A&F store reeks that way- for blocks! We have one down the road, and when the wind is just wrong, we have to close our windows. “Collar-popping douchebags who bathed in shitty cologne” indeed. Jesus F-ing Christmas!
Anybody know Dick Santorum’s email, so I can tell him that I just Googled “transexual cornholing santorum lickers” and came upon (heh, heh… He said “came”.) the most amazing web site about enjoying cock. At least PA voters had the sense to throw his ass out. They probably would have given him a medal in KS.
Sir McKellen was great in that episode. I think it was the best of the second season.
Been there.
But I’m confused about this whole ‘Good blog about Baltimore’ thing.
A few months ago I got cats. The near constant cat stink from the litter box is enough to drive a man mad. The longer I stay away from the stink box, the worse it gets.
I hate Abercrombie & Fitch.
dude, I didn’t want to say anything…but I did catch part of a movie recently with that Lance Bass guy in it and MAN you look like him (for real)!!
I suspect you of having a secret boy-band life. That would explain *some* of the metroxsexuality…
Every time I pass that place, or Hollister for that matter, I feel like everyone who tries to exit should be held down and forcibly vaccinated for HPV before they rejoin the general population.