I just saw this over on Jez’s blog where he’s quoted someone. They start off with “Thank G-d I’m not dependent…” and it got me thinking about people who self censor. Usually it’s religious stuff or swearing, and I always find it odd. If you object to swearing that’s fine, but J*s*s, if you’re going to f***ing swear, then do it properly, you c**t. That’s what I say. But then people are odd and that’s the point of them really.
I have a nice long post planned for the weekend. Some wacky stuff happened at work this week and it’s a good one, but it needs to digest a bit first and Friday should put it all into context.
One of the mailing lists I’m on got trolled this week, which was interesting as it rarely happens to places I hang out on. I was surprised that I was one of the first to cry “troll” while other were still giving the benefit of the doubt, not because the others were naive or stupid or anything – for a while I thought I might have been mistaken – but because despite having never been in a flame war or whatnot I was able to spot it for what it was. I guess my net-fu is stronger than I thought.
During a long oops-I-forgot-mothers-day-oh-you-weren’t-in-anyway phone call with my mum I realised I’d forgotten how old I was. Turns out I’m 32, not 33.
Thanks to the MyBlogLog service which records how many times links on the main page of my site are actually clicked on (kind of a reverse stats thing), I’ve actually discovered some accurate information about my users. Of those who have broadband and download 50mb files of music, exactly half use the web site while the others use the RSS feed or LiveJournal. Which was nice to know.
Doctor Who is really good. I know it’s a bad thing to download it before it’s even been shown on telly, but I was never going to watch it that way anyway and will be torrenting the rest, so my conscience is clear.
Trolls that pretend to be female always last a few days longer because comic fans are so desperate to speak to girls. Cruel, but true ;)
I know the troll but the troll won’t come clean to me which is just embarrassing now, considering this that and the other.
Ho-hum. Back from my local and full of booze. Ignore me – it’s the cider speaking (damn those verbose apples!)
Another show already! Man, you are getting it together…I shall mostly listen to it tomorrow.
Swearing – is it bad? I can’t fathom it. Words as taboo? Nah. I mean, if I told some story about putting a kitten in a sack, well I could see how that would be upsetting, but ”that fucking kitten’s shat in my bastard slipper again”? Nope.
Trolls – don’t you love ‘em? Actually, I’m not being sarcy – I do love ‘em. They brighten up the tediousness of forums. Not that I encourage it, mind, but when it goes down I’m the last to complain…