twitter user jkrums (who sorta looks like a male model, ladies) took this amazing photo of the plane crash while he was on a ferry. he took it using an iPhone and uploaded it via Twitter.
although people often whine that blogging and using social media is a glorified version of navel gazing, they shut right up when theres a tragedy or emergency and all of that practice comes into great use.
raymi: has he linked u ever me: way back when i wrote about politics, but not in a long time. so you should feel honored, amazed, thankful, because often he writes about politics, not personal-bloggers. matt good is the type of guy he should be linking to, but instead i think he links to righty blogs
raymi: well he did make a little dig with his link me: you might get some more from other sites/blogs cuz he has lots of influence among political bloggers and non political bloggers
raymi: cooool me: can i post this chat? raymi: NO me: k raymi: only if u chang that stupid picture of me u chose yesterday me: LOVE that pic! did Duane take that one? raymi: HATE that photo no fil! me: ahhh. thus the look of love
although i like to hype good blogs, i dont think theres been one blog or one blogger who i have praised more than raymitheminx’s. in fact (and raymi would gladly point this out to you in great detail), much of the reason that half of canada even knows that the busblog exists is probably due to raymi either directly or indirectly.
however the reverse might also be said, as well as the inverse, but who cares, raymi just won the best diarist in the world contest and today she explained why, amazingly graciously if you ask me.
ok so, evidently i’ve won, they officially announce the winners tomorrow. they have to go through votes to see if any of you guys cheated and assuming you didn’t, it’s win win win.
now i, for the most part, have refrained from slagging my competitors (actually, my competition’s readers once they make the first dig) i just read a few of the comments and LOL’d to myself over them, not worth it right – good material maybe? anyway, i will not name names but now that the [contest] is over i have noticed one of my running mates has complained about what they would blog about now that the awards were over. WHAT!? this person barely updated their blog three times during the election (what else do i call it?) and when they did just linked to other posts and other such junk, uh, you call that blogging, or a read, material? basically, you barely blogged during the competition, so what the hell is your blog like when nothing’s going on?
a TRUE blogger, sorry, DIARIST, always has stories up their sleeve, posts like a fiend DAILY, multiple times if possible, and never ever complains about not having anything to write. so all the readers of said blog, well, all blogs against me really, who scratched their [adorable] heads and declared WHY GOD WHY IS THIS RAYMI WINNING? i am SO confused! the answer is simple, simpleton. love me or hate me, i’m always here [conversing] all over the netz for you, i am reliable, i am loyal to you and you are to me (or you are loyal in your hatred of me, whatever, thanks for the hits) point being, i am the “best” diarist because i am content overload city.
i have met my fair share of bloggers and there are some naturals out there. like this was the reason they were hatched. raymi was hatched to blog and this is the period of time right before she blows up. so enjoy it. consider it watching the recording of Bleach. some days its negative creep some days its about a girl but usually its blew
not only was it cool to meet mark cuban who was a little tipsy (and way taller than i expected), but i also got to take this interesting shot of the reddit, stumbleupon, and digg founders arm in arm.
tonight at the knitting factory Digg will be in LA. all the big brass including our pal Aubrey. it will be a live Diggnation which is the most popular podcast in the world.
and if you pay close attention you might hear Kevin and Co. announce something interesting regarding the LA Times.
the event is free, but if you are near hollywood and highland come as close to 7pm as possible because it will surely hit capacity quickly (this is what the last hollywood diggnation looked like). and if youre super cool you will take the redline which will drop you off just two blocks from the bash.
bad news: Samuel L. Jackson today told the LAT that he might not play Nick Fury no matter what you saw at the end of Iron Man:
“I saw [‘Iron Man’ and ‘Iron Man 2’ director] Jon Favreau at the Scream Awards and we had a conversation. He said, ‘I hope things are working out for you because we’re writing stuff for you.’ Then all of a sudden last week I talked to my agents and manager and things aren’t really working that well.”
good news: ms ali miller (pictured) got to ask a few questions herself so stay tuned
bad news: a minnesota woman used finger nail polish, air freshner and a lighter to attempt to set her boyfriend on fire good news: lindsay from minnesota (just a coincidence) went to dallas and partied with her sister
good news: theres a place where you can see 24 of eric cartman’s best moments bad news: it takes forever for the page to load since theyre all on one web page.
bad news: flagrant still hasnt updated in three weeks good news: keira-anna got pretty underwear in the mail
is they tell burglars when youre at yr mistress’s vacation home
every time i go hiking my body totally goes into shock. the first day everythings fine. great in fact.
next day everythings even better. sorta like “hey heres a bunch more energy than you had yesterday”
but somewhere along the line the body gets together and says “ok we have to stop this fool. this is worse than when he drank his way through college. this is worse than when he dated his way through grad school. this is worse than when he was on a drive-thru diet.”
and i start sniffling and getting “allergies”. my body isnt sore. in fact its happy. but my nose and lungs are effed.
i had the most amazing dreams last night.
this shadowy creature wanted me to be their valentine.
she kissed me and it tasted almost exactly like a sweaty pillow.
for no good reason all of the beautiful temperatures decided to hang out over here and check it all out.
whats your deal warm weather. whats your deal relatively clear skies. people will talk about the weather all day if you let em
now that football is over the plan might be to hike with karisa every sunday
last sunday was so clear we could see the ocean, long beach, even irvine.
if you were on the hill youd have also seen me go up the giant mountain way easier this time.
i have this thing where my body doesnt like to go up the giant mountain, because it freaks out at how tired it gets, and it feels old.
my body does everything it can to convince me that im not old. the giant mountain destroys such thinking and reminds me that im 102, period, point blank, as they used to say.
aftwards pizza reward will make you feel young again, though.
is a lot like being the only black kid in school in illinios, id imagine, which is one reason moxie and i get along so well
also cuz she wears the best clothes around the pool.
moxie was born back east where she found herself surprisingly attracted to black dudes. surprising to her folks to thought they raised her right, but not surprising to her heart, which knew what was up.
her parents immediately sent her to french boarding school which is where she learned the language of love, and her hidden hippie sensibilities.
something happened during her time at Cornell, though, because when most graduates were getting fit for birkenstocks and hiking boots, moxie began studying the philosophy of ronald reagan and it spoke to her. sure bill clinton was turning deficits into surpluses but she didnt wanna hear about that. wasnt enough trickle down in there for her. she wanted some supply side open market arms for hostage love.
i first met moxie at one of the first LA blog parties. she took me home in her porsche and believe it or not spent a platonic evening at my pad. trust me i made moves and trust me she said no in lots of different ways. it was cute. still is.
moxie turns 25 today and is easily the hottest woman in LA with a sarah palin bumper sticker on her race car than anyone else. much love to you baby.
was to expound and reinforce the myths of hollywood, beverly hills, and southern california
longtime readers have seen photos from mansions, wild parties, rock shows, and heard tales from behind the velvet ropes.
but sometimes its also interesting to remove the facade and see LA for what it really is: a town probably a lot like yours.
the photo above is from the longest line in Beverly Hills.
some of you may remember that about two months ago there were supermodels here from Holland which JaG insisted that i show around LA. sadly i showed them how not to run a red light on rodeo drive. instead of getting a ticket, the officer gave me a fix-it ticket for my burnt out tail light.
after going through the very convenient LA Sheriff’s dept drive through vehicle inspection dealie, i had to then go to the Beverly Hills court to show them that the sheriff gave the thumbs up. that court had the longest line ever.
of course everyone wanted to tell the clerk their life story. of course everyone had major business to do. and of course i only had a paper to show and $10 to lay down.
and of course it took all of the morning to do. so yes, not only are the stars just like us, but so are the bloggers, even in the 90210.
