Dear Blogger, I love when you sneak features in and wait for us to talk about them. No I don't. Not really. But I see you added moderated comments. Wow. That's cool. What else did you do while you were in here? Sometime you might want to drop me a line. Maybe a free shirt I never got. Tell me stuff like we just went in and changed up Blogger again--did you see us? I like the way you break shit before you go in and add new stuff, so that we're so busy worrying about why blogger's not working that we don't notice you sneak in a bunch of features. Righteous slight of hand! And then I like how the next time I notice new menu items and how sometimes my little edit buttons get really REALLY long instead of square like a button should be, which I think means they're broken, in a way. I like how it seems like you fix that shit and then BAM it's back again. Like an old friend. So, thanks for moderated comments blogger. I'm not going to use them. I mean we already can do comments three ways til Sunday with your multi-choice comment options. Me and my friends we like to reveal our secret comment code we have to enter to post a comment so that we can keep the spammers away. That was a really good idea, Blogger, and I like how sometimes I can't tell WTF letters you're throwing at me because its some Palatinizia font in bright red sideways. I'm not I really into that "backlink" thing either. I haven't figured out what it's for. It showed up. Like without really working or anything. I want to do that on my job Blogger. Hey client, your shit is broken--OH WAIT LOOK it does new things! That is the great thing about Y2K05 business models.
So, dear blogger, maybe you might want to put a little field for us to insert technorati tags like simple/dimple. Or maybe could encourage all of the creative folks you know out there where you live to scare up some new templates for my friends. Luckily I had Josh Hallett design my new one for me. Blogger do you like it? Blogger you would like Josh!! He's very creative and his designs are elegant.
So, anyway, I hope all is well there. Guess it's too late to ever get that shirt. No biggie. I'm fine. Just quit breaking shit every time you toss some celery into this soup and not telling us what you're up to.
Night.
