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Staid, boring Bellevue may not be so staid and boring after all. Elz ran across an entertaining review of the local theater while looking for show times for the film we’re interested in seeing…
Twin Creek Cinema – Bellevue, NE 68123 – Reviews: Movie Theaters
Taken from this page.
You can smell it in the air. You can hear it rumbling in the distance. You can see the dust cloud on the horizon…
So the commentary in this post seems to have struck a chord, or maybe a nerve, with the St. Johnny’s crew—especially the righteous Anthony Whorebath. A man who would not normally deign to address little old me, but who has decided to make an exception. A man who is so busy traveling as to not have net access enough to drop comment spam on this wayward [and heretofore little noticed] blog but yet clears enough time and magically finds an internet connection during his travels long enough to engage in a limp effort at a punch up.
It would appear that Righteous Tony is playing the Swift Boat card. By his reckoning there is no way I received a comment on this blog linking to his site from the same IP subnet that serves his site because he was “out of town” and “away from internet access during the time in question.” Never mind that I made no mention of when the comment was actually sent… But let’s give him the benefit of the doubt, shall we?
His rant doesn’t stop there, though, because the Good Lord provides in mysterious ways. Never mind how spurious our crossed paths might be, little ol’ sinner me has presented Mr. Whorebath with an opening to attack his perceived enemies. In his world I am in league with Richard Carrier who was subject to a “blistering take down” at the hands of Big Tony over some internecine Battle Royale or other. In fact, Mr. Carrier is so demoralized by the extreme Logical Suplex thrown by Mr. Whorebath that he has now resorted to Gogglebombing.
Memo to Anthony Horvath:
Sometimes getting called out for comment spam is just getting out for comment spam. Spammers all make mistakes at some point. We accept your apology. Now lets just move on.
I would like to say, OTOH, that your quick thinking and opportunistic use of some random inbound linkage to further promote your swindle shows promise. You may just be able to keep a step ahead of your flock as you lead them to slaughter. Good luck, sir.
After just over a year, Storm has become an intractable part of the Internet environment. Over Valentine’s Day it accounted for up to 5% of all Internet traffic, coming to life after months of relative idleness. Read more in this accessible article:
So I posted a podcast today as I do on occasion, especially on Sundays when the dogs decide it is time to wake up long before I would like and/or Elz does. The few spare hours on a Sunday morning are nice for their self-directed solitude.
However, we digress…
So, like I said, I post this podcast and maybe even listen to the first half hour or so. It all works. All is good in the land of fezzes and pet hair. Elz and I go about our day. A late breakfast that would be called lunch if it didn’t consist of bacon!, eggs, hash browns, and toast. We feed a bit to the dogs because that’s what dogs live for. We doodle around on the computers a bit before getting ready for the big bowling bash. We then bowl (and, oh, someday I’ll have to write about that too) and leave and I drive to work…etc.
All this leading up to the point where I write the previous post identifying a d-i-y for making lava lamps. Before leaving the old WP management console I check in on the comments queue and, lo, there’s a comment!
Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick. We just don’t get a lot of those around here. Heck, we don’t really even get readers around these parts. Still and all, there’s a comment demanding moderation. So I take a look…
It’s basically a word-for-word quote of my post with a “foo says:” hyperlinked to some evangelical Christian nutbar site. So, assuming that they’re not being swift boated by some vigilante 733t h4X0rz, these “Christians” feel justified in using comment spam to spread the word of Christ. Brilliant.
After all, if you look at this comment spammer’s website you’ll see links to right wing fact benders, Anthony Horvath pimps his book filler, and charitable fronts for lining evangelical leaders’ pockets. There’s a lot of “angry god, righteous jesus” editorializing and the whole bag of crap this brand of Corporate Christianity brings with it.
So, yeah, didn’t approve the comment but that didn’t feel quite good enough. Thought you’d all like to know what a shit Anthony Horvath is and what a crapular collection of charitable fronts one could use to line one’s pockets might look like. Enjoy the googlebomb you fuckstick.
Update: 20080303T162356
So I check the comments to this post and there’s some link farm building WordPress blog with a Christian bent doing essentially the same thing as St. Johnny’s. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, Chuckles? Is spam the new path to salvation? Is anyone else running into this behavior?
Oh, and please do not confuse this with Ms. Massey in the comment section. Which, by the way, thank you and welcome aboard.
Here’s a home project I’m thinking I’ll never have time for. Still, finding on the net and linking is a first step, right?
Another entry in the Millionaire’s Holiday rebroadcast series. This one come from November 20, 2005. The good? There’s music. The bad? There’s no voice over. Or did I get the good/bad mixed up?
At any rate, here’s what I had to say about this broadcast back then:
Gal Friday joins me in studio for the second consecutive week. Many interesting finds are played. Gal Friday runs the board for half an hour or so. Oh, and someone turned off the tuner that was hooked in to my soundcard before we left for the show, so no live podcast. As a supplicatory gift, I did convert most of the raw files to mp3 and created a pseudo podcast for you enjoyment [ Podcast | Direct MP3 Link ]. You get to miss my velvet fog voice and the brilliant weather analysis of Gal Friday, but, on the other hand, you will get to hear the Erotic Aerobics track.
I hate the thought of contacts but I’d volunteer to test these things in a heartbeat.
You’d be right to ask why this story, of all the possible stories coming out of Iraq, merits linkage. I can’t tell you other than for some combination of events in my life and my current mood compel me to share. If we can do this for a stray dog in the desert, we can do anything.
Ye Gods! I’m sounding like an optimist…
Rescued Iraqi dog coming to America – Pet health – MSNBC.com
It’s and oldie, but at least it is something, right? Here’s a rebroadcast of the holiday from November 6, 2005. The show marks my one and only encounter with the National Emergency Broadcast System. Some freak storm came barreling up from Kentucky way and blew the heck out of an otherwise normally freaky Saturday night in Flowertown.
But that’s enough for me. Grab it via the podcast or download the file directly off the Holiday desk-side server. Either way, enjoy yourself and the others with whom you elect to bring in to your proximity.
Jack Rebney has a bad day.