I am Making a United Stand to eLiminate Intolerance against Muslims.
You already know what I think, and I still stand by it.
You can stand up, too.
A big thanks to Adam for creating this site.
I am Making a United Stand to eLiminate Intolerance against Muslims.
You already know what I think, and I still stand by it.
You can stand up, too.
A big thanks to Adam for creating this site.
I decided that, for the next week, I’m going to title all of my posts using the letters in my nickname, L-I-Z, no S. I’m doing this because the spambots think I’m awesome, so if my human readers think it’s lame, at least I have the bots. Here’s what my newest fan, a bot named Luciano, had to say after reading my post on the super excited girl at the bar who decided to have a baby because of me:
In short: my writing is striking, spectacular, and I am an effective expert. Thank you, spambot.Merely want to say your article is striking. The clearness in your post is simply spectacular and i can assume you are an expert on this subject. Well with your permission allow me to grab your rss feed to keep up to date with incoming post. Thanks a million and please keep up the effective work.
The problem with this title scheme, guys, is that there are only so many Z words. The only Z word I can think of is zebra. This is where you come in.
I need you to leave me comments with your favorite Z words. I’m especially counting on the spambots, since they are getting pretty damn smart. Not that you humans aren’t smart. I’m just saying that the spambots tend to spit stuff out depending on what they see. So if they see the letter Z, they are going to go crazy and leave all kinds of Z words.
In fact, I think that spambots are the next superior race on planet Earth.
They will be so much more advanced than us, in ways that I — in all of my spambot-blessed expertise — cannot ever imagine. I mean, they’re already ahead of us. They are INVISIBLE, for crying out loud! If a spambot was here in my house right now, looking over my shoulder as I type this, I wouldn’t know it.They also have a great sense of humor. The spambot in that post is funnier than Mepsipax, Avitable, and Allie combined. (Then again, Allie made a great documentary about the Battle of Twitterloo. If you don’t believe me, press play.)
So maybe Allie can one-up the spambots. I’m not sure. But I do know that they are going to be the next superior race, and before this happens I need to write as many L-I-Z acronym posts as possible. (My apologies to those of you who thought this one was gonna be about lesbians in sexy zebra stripe underwear.) So give me your best Z words, or the Fun-Size Kitty of DOOM will eat you!
Donated Z Words:
Please note that Z words are rare and endangered. Donating a Z word to my blog will keep them safe from spambots and Fun-Size kitties.
Zebra
Zig (Mike)
Zag (Mike)
Zipper (Mike)
Zinger (Mike)
Zelda*
Zandra*
*Z names count. If you don’t believe me, prepare to answer to Fun-Size kitty.
Zit
Zombie (Me, Taliana83)
Zap (Allie)
Zaps (Allie)
Zapped (Allie)
Zapping (Allie)
Zoo (Allie, Taliana83)
Zenith (Allie)
Zany (Allie)
Zodiac (Allie)
Zephyr (Allie)
Zealot (Allie)
Zeal (Allie)
Zealous (Allie)
Zen (Allie, Taliana83)
Zero (Allie)
Zest (Allie)
Zesty (Allie)
Zestful (Allie)
Zimbabwe (sagasky)
And then @BookGeekGal kicked some major Z ass (01/10/2010, 12:49am):
Spambots, you are letting me down! Are you really going to let a bunch of humans out-Z you?
Update 01/10/2010, 12:56am: The spambots are fighting back, but instead of Z words, they’re insulting me!
This means war!!
Update 01/10/2010, 1:34am:
Update 01/10/2010, 2:34am: It’s totally fucking weird that I’m updating EXACTLY AN HOUR LATER, but it’s even weirder that the spambots are now kicking our asses. They can speak an assload of Russian, so they win this battle 3-2. I am too lazy to take and post a screenshot, but believe me, they dumped a whole mess of Russian into my blog comments. (Thank goodness for Akismet, or they would have taken over my blog!)
Their hefty block of Cyrillic smack-talking translates to:
Listen up, puny Earthlings. We are INVISIBLE, have no need for Z words, and can DESTROY your bandwidth with just the power of our MINDS. Also, we speak Russian and 19 million other languages, including ones you have not discovered yet. Surrender now or prepare to fight! Meow, that’s right!†
We will get them next time…
Stole this from Avitable, but he said to so it’s technically not really stealing. Also, I promise to post an update on my grandfather soon. I’m just kind of absorbing everything right now and also don’t want to post anything here in case someone in the family who doesn’t know yet sees it. Not that anyone actually reads my blog, but you know what I mean.
If I was a/an _____, I’d be ______
TV show: Gilmore Girls
Song: “It’s Nice to Know You Work Alone,” by Silversun Pickups
Movie: The Crow
Book: The Dark Tower IV: Wizard and Glass, by Stephen King
Fictional character: Shoshanna (Inglourious Basterds)
City: Las Vegas
Verb: run
Color: black
Animal: cat
Emotion: pain
Article of clothing: tee shirt
Flavor: sweet and sour
Food: McDonald’s fries
Vice: lust
Plant: ivy
Mythological animal: dragon
Letter: S
Inanimate object: Post-It
School Activity: sleep
Positive attribute: stubborn
Negative attribute: stubborn
I figured I’d increase my chances at snagging the complete Buffy collection on DVD — and sidestep having to put chocolate syrup all over my chest — by writing about Avitable’s holiday giveaway. Plus, it’s an excellent opportunity for me to show off how much of a nerd I really am.
Last xmas Mike got me season three — you know, the one with Faith — because I wouldn’t stop gushing about how much I love Faith and how much I missed the show in general. Okay, so gushing isn’t the right word. I never stopped talking about it. Somehow, I never picked up on the fact that he was actually going to get it for me. I guess I’m just too slow.
For the next few weeks Lauren and I watched marathons on Friday and Saturday nights, trying to drag it out as long as possible so that we wouldn’t go into withdrawal. Well, just like everything else, season three came to an end. The withdrawal symptoms ensued.
Throughout the last year, I kept promising myself I’d go out and buy seasons one and two so we could have an even longer marathon. Naturally for one reason or another it never happened. Everything else just seemed to become priority, like food and doctor appointments.
Then came Avitable, blogging shiny promises of becoming the one in fifty-plus commenters to have the ultimate high — every Buffy episode, everrr. (Is the nerdiness coming off in waves or what?)
If you love Buffy just as much as I do and feel satanically competitive, up those odds! Post a comment in Avitable’s holiday giveaway and write your own blog post about his contest. (You can also email him pictures of his name on your chest, if you feel like being a good Samaritan.)
And maybe, just maybe, if you win and feel generous enough you’ll invite me over for a Buffy marathon night.