Someone Comments on My Blog
Last week someone commented on my blog.
That is all.
Last week someone commented on my blog.
That is all.
Hey, Peter. Yeah- Peter Justason. The guy I used to work with at Johnson & Johnson. I’m gonna kick your ass on Meskimen’s new cartoon-caption contest. Instead of semi-annual, he’s going for WEEKLY. I will destroy you. See his announcement here. For the rest of you… about 5 years ago before your fancy moving pictures,…
Ever surf The Wayback Machine (http://web.archive.org) to see what your favorite websites looked like back in their early days? Here’s an early version of YouTube… Even better… an early shot of Google. Ah, memories.
Courtesy of Video Rambler… .
Holiday spam time! I’m holding a contest to see who can identify the crappiest holiday e-mail greeting! Can you top these three? It shouldn’t be hard. And you get extra points if you uncover a really bad corporate eGreeting that’s trying to mimic a viral video and does so awkwardly. After all, we’re a video…
More than 1,300 people reading CNet voted that Apple will be taking on YouTube. But take this with a grain of salt. I’m not sure I see Apple in the UGC video hosting and sharing space, and the other options of this poll were somewhat implausible. Frankly I just hope Apple puts more effort into…
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Without a doubt the best blog post you’ve ever written.
Hi, sukatra!! How are you?
Also, I agree with you. Best blog post ever, Nalts!
Yeyyyy! Any speling eras lately?
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Miss you mariloon!
Miss you too sukatra!
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Sweet my bro reads?
haha! and now more people have commented! It’s an epidemic!
Did they win anything?
self esteem
What did they say?
They said, “Nothing compares, no worries or cares. Regrets and mistakes, they’re memories made. Who would have known how bittersweet this would taste.”