Describes the act of skimming my blog, trying to find updates on my life, or interesting observations. Or (one supposes) political essays that will make him mad. Or, whatever—something, anything!—that doesn't have to do with the blogging world.

"In joke, in joke, in joke [mimics the actions of fingers scrolling on a Mac laptop's touchpad]; fuck off, fuck off, fuck off."

Here's a thought: if you quit your job, sold your children, divorced your wife, burned your book manuscript, and just lived like a normal person, you could spend 8-12 hours a day online, and you'd get every single joke on the "blogosphere."

Some people just don't want to make any sacrifices. Always the easy options, ya know?

Start with Instapundit. He's a college prof too, and his entries are mercifully brief (unlike, say . . . mine).

"In jokes." Well, I never.

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