Young stars of the blogosphere
My weekend of blogging insanity (See: Death by Blog Boredom and From Blog Boredom to Hair Band Stardom) was cut short by lack of Internet access and a non-stop social life. June came by three different houses during the day and each time Hilary and I were drinking tea. Also lots of Spoon madness. Who says being a missionary in Africa is boring?!?
I started this evening with high hopes. I wanted to jet through all the recommendations for up-and-coming blogs, say a few snarky things, give everybody a backslap and do some good reading. But I sort of pooped out on the way. I think I’m more tired than I realized. So forgive me if I didn’t say anything glowing. It’s not your blog. It’s my over-taxed brain. Speaking of snarky, somebody by that name ripped all over me on Sunday.
The only thing that consistently bugged me? Going off topic. We all do it. But when the whole front page just wanders… One more thing: use a spell checker, please???? Free tip: Windows Live Writer.
Start here and enjoy!
my voice: chatty, that tree beats Challies by a mile. I didn’t click anything on the first page except “about” although tempted by why didn’t he just make the statue out of Play-Doh?
Rightly Dividing the Word of Truth: WordPress, again. (Gentle Wisdom’s theme), uses a spell checker! Didn’t catch “bear skin” – bad! I Hate to Admit it but… every blog should have a search box at the top. (Hint, hint to everyone else)
What If…: We are on some kind of buddy-buddy roadtrip. Geeky guys with laptops, my kinda crowd. Lotsa photos-that’s good. No “about” page-that’s bad. Scratch that, I just found it. Cute family.
Exegetisk Teologi: Stefan’s blog is in Swedish. I have a lot of Swedish friends. They invariably have weird senses of humor and wear funny glasses. That’s about all I can tell you on this one.
The Voice of Stefan: Believe it or not Stefan has a weird sense of humor and wears funny glasses and is NOT Swedish. He’s a Tico. Why not check out his latest: For it Verily Behooveth Us to Read from His Majesty’s Bible.
Bradley Wright’s Weblog: Oooo, a sociologist! I wonder if he cross-dresses like my hairy chested prof at Tulane? This must be Michael Kruse turf. And, dangit, I read every word on his first page despite the blue-cubist Mickey. Photos! Very good. Those Fall colors make my heart hurt.
Gruntled Center: Scary. Another sociologist. Cosmopolitan. Multicultural. The Dance of Integrated Neighborhoods made me want to dance. Hong Kong’s Weird Demography really is weird.
theopraxis: I’m so embarrassed when I don’t know what things like theopraxis and perichoretic mean. Love that colophon! So there! Blogs with sidebars on both sides always make me feel panicky. The End is The Beginning.
John H Armstrong: Sports. A dog. I’m intrigued by ACT 3.
Magic Statistics: and pictures of saints and old prayers, and I kinda like this place.
Just Passing Through: Lots of rugby fans here! Go England! I’ll check back when life gets back to normalcy.
My Part of Colorado: I didn’t have the Internet access to check him out when he was in Kenya. Too bad! But now there are gorgeous photos of Colorado (not so far from Oregon, sigh.)
Baghdad Burning: “Girl Blog from Iraq.” Infrequent posts. I read every word.
realmealministries.org: I’ve got a thing for black blogs. Layout is going screwy in FireFox. Anybody who quotes WBY. can’t be all bad.
http://backyardmissionary.com/: Down unda. Surfing. Gandhi. Missional (Grrrr.) I like it.
Dude. My emo glasses are totally awesome.
(Psssst… I’m Puerto Rican, not Costa Rican. But yes, I do realize that we’re all the same down in the big country of Hispania.
I was afraid someone had stolen my whole theme, I would have to do something about that … but in fact Rightly Dividing has only stolen the original Ocean Mist part of it, and I can’t complain about that because I reused it (with permission) myself.
Firefox comes with a reasonable spelling checker which works checks all my writing, although it would have problems with yours, words like “kinda” and “lotsa”. Actually it accepts “kinda”, oh dear!
¡Lo siento big time muchacho! Puertoriquicense!!! How do you spell that? Is there a nickname like Tico? ¿Pico?
Peter, sorry about the slang. I try to make this place a little less threatening by speaking the language of the people.
The typo has been corrected thanks to T. Michael W. Halcomb — but in my defense, I could have been referring to a bear skin rug
It is never wise to assume in these situations…
Boriqua/Boricua works…
Oh, no worries, Mr Ker! I get a huge kick out of stuff like that. In that respect I’m much like comedian Carlos Mencía, only blatantly perverse and on crack.
Mr Nick Norelli, obviously one fine chap, is quite right in noting that the nickname for us “puertorriqueños” is “boricua” (though never, of course, spelled with a “q”). Because of this proof of his enlightenment I shall duly start reading his blog! Good thing I already put it in my Google Reader yesterday.
(Meanwhile, I posted an answer to a comment of yours over on Jim West’s blog. Truth and Justice demanded my intervention.)
Esteban
Esteban,
The ‘q’ was an intentional misspelling so as to rile up Captain spell check here
But I didn’t want to send him into too much of a rage so I included the proper spelling alongside.
Although I wish she would have taught me more Spanish
— my enlightenment comes from my Puerto Rican mother…
Captain Spell Check!
I like that. Can I wear a mask and cape?
Captain? They seem to have reduced your rank. The last I heard you were a Major in English, which presumably includes spelling. But maybe your rank in Spanish is lower.
Captain Spell Check, er… I mean Major English,
Did you mean to use the imperative ‘use’ in the comment above as if to command me to use a spell checker? Or were you using the indicative ‘uses’ as if stating the fact that Rightly Dividing the Word of Truth uses a spell checker? I would hate to think that you added an ’s’ unintentionally thus resulting in a grammatical error. I know that’s like kryptonite to you.
[This comment has been spell checked so as not to insult the honorable reverend dr. lingamish]
P.S. — I don’t really know what I’m talking about with all that imperative/indicative business so pay me no mind if everything I said was absolutely wrong… thanks
Comments are a different literary genre with no expectation of proper spelling or grammar. Sew their.
Well idgicated people like Ben Witherington III regularly look dumb because they don’t read their stuff before hitting “Post.”
And yes I was commending you for being a spell-checker.
P.S. I have a perverse affection for being called Rev. But Dr. is a no-no. Might get me promoted.
Would you accept being called Colonel?
Call me mellow yellow.
Nick, I think you should hassle the Rev Mr Ker a fair bit more than this, but I commend your effort.
And yay, we both have Puerto Rican mothers!
Meanwhile, Reverend [1], I drank a fair bit of Mellow Yellow while in college, and I don’t remember it having to do anything with you.
[1] Cfr. Psalm 111:9, KJV.
Despite the ill-treatment I’m receiving I comfort myself with the fact that I’ve done my little part to help bring two people together…
Her hair, though, blissfully of pitching booming red like Amber’s was, it was a classic chest blonde, mauve and a soft curly. I could ascend my waiters clenching.