Published on
October 29, 2009 in
apathy.
I used to have a friend who created a version of the NOFX song A Perfect Government that replaced the lyric “cat” in the refrain “how did the cat get so fat” with her older sister’s name. I now think of this often as I have gone from:

to…

In eight short years.
I should really exercise more and drink less good beer, but that is difficult to do. Poverty is good for your waistline; a life of leisure, affluence and frivolity is not.
I am just bitching in order to write something.
I am a reluctant blogger at best. A better way to frame my engagement with blogging is to say that I love the idea and hate the practice. As I write nothing of any consequence and, more frequently, nothing at all, the only comments I receive are from spambots.

Hotlinked Robot (sorry owner)
Some people may dislike spambots and delete their messages. I, on the other hand, immediately approve of spam messages for several reasons:
- It looks as if someone is reading and responding to my blog
- They are often complimentary, feeding into my ego for two seconds or so
- They remind me I have a blog when I get an e-mail that “someone has responded to my blog”
- They are generated to be somewhat related to the posting, unlike most blog comments that are comprised of thinly veiled self-references.
I should probably delete them as they are only creating a distinctive link for Google or any search provider to rank them more highly when someone searches for a lucrative word such as “mesothelioma” that just happened to show up in a posting to which they are now linked. That being said, if spambots didn’t post, who would?