| I never liked Xanga anyway. I'm too lazy to make it nice so I'm going to use Blogspot (good call, Jordan) now but probably only about as frequently as I used Xanga anyway so it doesn't really matter I guess!
http://jeredlh.blogspot.com/
If everything goes well, I can just use the Blogspot site for my MGNT 350 class so I don't have to do any work at all (even though it would only take me 10 minutes to get the required site made on my own).
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| I think I have a lot of these?
http://www.qwantz.com/comics/comic2-741.png
Also, Dinosaur Comics is three years old today! Yay!
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| This is an excerpt from Ray Smuckles' blog! As you probably know, I only like blogs that belong to characters from online comics.
Damn raccoon made a dog bark!
I
was out on the back deck havin' a smoke just now when I heard another
damn raccoon messin' around beneath me. Needless to say I hadn't
bothered stickin' my head down there after the last time, so I never
really took care of the problem, although I did try takin' a leak over
where they were, to try and do that "markin'" thing. I'd been havin'
Amstels, though, and my scent might have been kind of diluted, cause
obviously this dude wasn't scared. I guess I wouldn't be too worried
about a bunch of digested Amstel Light layin' on the dirt, either.
Anyhow, I got kind of mildly pissed and yelled down at the dude.
RAY: What the hell, sucker?! You KNOW this ain't your damn house! You know this is MY house!
RACCOON: squitter squeek squeek
RAY: I KNOW you heard me! Your kind didn't make it this far not bein' able to tell when a dude was pissed!
RACCOON: chitteroo! chit chit! squiteeeek-eek-eek!
RAY: Yeah, I know you only got dog-type language, but it ain't like you don't hear the tone in this voice!
RACCOON: teek-teek-teek! teek teek!
RAY: [alternates slapping open palms on chest, like a gorilla] Ray! Ray! Ray!
RACCOON: squiteek! chitter-pik!
RAY: I...AM...RAY!
RACCOON: [chewing on something]
RAY: I PEE HERE. THIS IS MY LAND. DON'T MESS WITH THE RULES.
RACCOON: [silent]
RAY: GO AWAY.
RACCOON: squitter squeek squeek! [it sounds like he's stepping on tin foil]
RAY: Damn raccoons. [goes inside]
So,
again, not too much progress with the raccoons, but a dog next door
started barkin' at him too, and pretty soon the whole dog switchboard
lit up, and I wouldn't be surprised if the whole nation was listenin'
to the "dog Internet" barking five minutes from now. I bet this could
be scientifically tracked, how a single dog bark in like Japan could
wind up with a little Corgi barking in Buckingham Palace like six hours
later, and the queen slaps him on the nose, and the Corgi is like,
"Well, shit, dude. I was just sayin'."
Anyhow, kind of complicated thought. Sorry. Totally 90s of me. |
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| I don't think I've ever professed my love for Achewood here. Let's just say it's great.
http://www.achewood.com/comic.php?date=11092005
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