Monday, February 25, 2002

Globalization at work

Imagine Rhett Butler running a complex of internationally famous go-go bars in Bangkok and you've got my friend Charles, who was born here, and wants me to send traffic. And I always do what Charles wants.

Traffic is nice. Unless you're run flat by it.

RageBoy and Dr. W. weigh in. Dave too. Gonzo Engaged. Then Dave again. Then RB runs the numbers. Looks like what Duke did to St. John's yesterday.

On that last matter, a public thanks to Buzz for a great day, a great game, and a great line. After Duke guard Jason Willams played such wicked defense on one St. John's player that the guy was literally walking around the floor in a daze, Buzz said, "He got into that guys's head and moved him out."

Makes me wonder if John still inhabits his own skull.

Yeah I know it was written for Big Ink, but still

Andrew Sullivan's A Blogger Manifesto does not contain a single link. Even to Blogger.

You can help Johnny get some clues. Or you can turn the page.

John C. Dvorak apparently got around to reading the copy of Cluetrain I gave him when I was a guest on Silicon Spin. Turned the poor guy's irascibility knob up to eleven. It would have stopped at ten, I think, if he weren't also getting back for the shit we gave him about dissing Weblogs a couple weeks ago.

I really like the "book that won't die." The "cult" thing too.

Clues to John: you got some good hits in, but it's been done already.

Wish I had more time to fuck with this, but I'm here with my Mom, helping her clean a house. Then I fly home.

So it's up to the rest of ya'll. You know what to do.

Heh.

Pressing on

It's 6am. I'm sitting in the bathroom at the home of some old friends, Ethernet cable snaking out the door to the hub down the hall, grabbing a little bandwidth while the packets shine. Smell of scrambled eggs wafting down the stairs. Gotta get back offline (and off-plumbing), chow down and hit the road in about 20 minutes.

Later, dudes.