1) A blogger named Frida linked to me, saying she liked my blog’s humor, and I have been reading her archives all morning.
After I saw Frida’s link, I went to her site and was very surprised to learn that she is a human rights officer in Afghanistan. Maybe I am dealing with stereotypes, but I wouldn’t expect someone with this very serious job to be reading Citizen of the Month. I’m now reading through all her archives, and this is such fascinating reading — that I postponed writing a post. You should check out her blog, Frida’s Notebook. Frida’s humanitarian work in dangerous places makes me ashamed of my blog posts about eating dinner at El Torito. I bet you anything that this woman does NOT need therapy! While I can already see that I have a difference of opinion with Frida over Israel, like I do with my blogging friend, Paris Parfait, one CANNOT be unimpressed with how this woman lives her life.
2) I’m getting blogged down with my blog reading, so I decided to read your blogs rather than write anything new.
There are so many cool blogs out there and so many nice people. How do people handle all this interaction without going crazy or appearing rude? Here is blogging big-wig (and former Microsoft evangelist) Robert Scoble explaining how he skims through 600 blogs a day. This video is supposed to impress you with his amazing skill in filtering through information. Sorry, Robert, but skimming through 600 blogs a day makes you a jerk.
3) My washing machine overflowed and Sophia wants me to fix it.
For some reason, the water from my washing machine won’t go down. I called the “service guy” and he came over, but then honestly told me that to fix it, he would have to charge me MORE money than the machine was actually worth. When he saw my long face, he took me aside and whispered, “You can fix it yourself.” He explained to me how I just need to unscrew some thingamajig and take off something else, and most likely the problem is a coin stuck in the whatever part of some tube. He said this all in a heavy Spanish accent, and even though I hardly understood a word, I thought it was impolite to ask him to repeat it. I’m taking bets. How many of you think the machine will be fixed by the time Sophia shows up?
4) The two flight attendents from the house next door are sunbathing topless.
Need I say more?