It's like a "what's hot" site that (1) has some actual diversity of interests within it, and (2) includes those activities that we do when there isn't a keyboard in front of us. (Yes: for some of you that means "stuff you do in your sleep.")

Anyway, I haven't tried it out yet, but it's called "Mindthrow."

I'll do the actual review this weekend.

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But I've been eating lotos flowers.

Why not?—I have a very long list of things to do tomorrow. *

Vaguely related: if we are going to legalize Romantic poetry, shouldn't we legalize Mary Jane?

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. . . displaying properly anywhere today? It seems to be half-blocked, everywhere I look for it.

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It's started up again!—

Shannon Elizabeth comments on John EdwardsÂ’ affair and its potential fallout for the Democratic convention and Dem delegates:

Elizabeth: “I met John-John when he was still as Senator, but to be honest, I was so high on X that all I remember about the evening was his inviting me over to ‘the other America,’ where, if I’m remembering correctly, he was going to dress me up like a naughty housekeeper . . . . "

Read the whole thing. Unless, you know—you want to respect yourself in the morning . . .

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Of course, I don't like to point that out too often, lest his enormous ego truly catch up to his staggering brainpower, and take over.

But it hasn't, yet. Jeff remains, despite repeated attacks from both the leftosphere and some genuine online kooks (but I repeat myself . . .) a wonderful, warm guy—who is, in person, terrily down-to-earth.

Stacy McCain sums the situation up nicely: Jeff's back on his own front page, and there's much rejoicing in the streets. A minor disagreement between him and one of his guest bloggers isn't of much consequence in the long run—though if it gets us more of Jeff's writing in the here-and-now, it's obviously going to make the blogosphere a better place.

Right now, Jeff's continuing the Protein Wisdom series on Jonah Goldberg's excellent Liberal Fascism, which I'm reading myself for the third time at this moment. Yup: it's really that good.

P.S. Regarding that little link over here by "the other McCain," I'll tell you a secret: there are bloggers who don't drink. But I shan't be blowing their respective covers any time soon.

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Is that close enough?

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I like to think that I'm contributing to the fucking cause all on my very own. No commenters (or readers, for that matter) required.

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Writing at The Next Right:

Elected officials cannot start movements on their own. They need a willing audience to activate. The audience was primed by John Culberson leading the revolt against the ridiculous House franking rules. (On the issue side, it was primed by Newt's "Drill Now" movement.) That solidified Culberson, and by extension minority Republicans, as the troublemakers storming the gates with technology, and Democrats as the lame defenders of an old order. That is the natural role of any political minority, but one House Republicans, accustomed to the majority, have been uncomfortable embracing. Until now.

I was around the blogosphere in 2002 and 2003. There were roughly equal numbers of conservative and liberal bloggers then. But liberals were using the blogosphere for the right things -- changing the political system rather than commenting on it. Because their project seemed more necessary and central to the Democratic coalition, they attraced most of the new growth in the blogosphere from 2003 to 2006.

Today, both Republicans and Democrats use Twitter and various social media tools. (The tech community, which skews heavily left, uses it a lot, but they are not as politically savvy.) But only Culberson was using it the right way. Back when he started, Democratic Rep. @TimRyan seemed to be using it effectively too, but his use has trailed off and he issued a lame defense of Pelosi on franking -- something no one can get excited about. Culberson now has 2,827 followers and Ryan has 521.

Could #dontgo usher in an era of Republican technological dominance in the post-blogging world? Should we cede the blogosphere to the left, and focus on leapfrogging them in the use of tools most necessary to real-time political action? The answer could be yes.

#dontgo is creating a perfect storm where the emergence of a new technology is married to a pressing need to do something. Republicans had the use of the tools down, but had no pressing to-dos in the early 2000s. As Matt Stoller reminded me in a joint radio appearance yesterday, Democrats had impeachment, the recount, and the Iraq War. We had to defend all these things. And online, it's a lot easier to be on offense than on defense.

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And I missed him by only half a day! Heartbreaking.

But how fun—to see some of my favorite L.A. landmarks through the eyes of a "tourist." (Even as experienced an Angeleno traveller as Dave, who is, after all, famous for . . . um . . . being widkedly funny and beyond cool. And famous.)

Just keep scrolling. As a bonus, hidden in the travelogue is a link to Hawk's daughter's MySpace-enabled music.

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According to Fausta.

A weaker-willed woman would feel some peer-group pressure, and become a productive member of society as well.

But me?—I got a backbone made of pure fucking platinum.

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The Presidents Bush and Governor Bush called Rush Limbaugh to congratulate him on his broadcasting anniversary.

I assume I'm the last human being on the planet to have heard it, but here it is.

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I believe I can speak for my entire readership when I say, "kewl."

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Do as you must, Jeff. And thanks for the memories.

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is jumping over to join The Atlantic's blogging team.

Via McArdle.

Oh, sure: officially he's a lefty. But he's a commonsense, ultimately centrist kind of guy, and I enjoy his writing.

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I dunno. Ask his wife.

In the meantime, here's an oldie-but-goodie from Darrell:

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But first, buy me a drink. Dirty martini, Tanqueray, extra olives. Light on that vermouth.

(Warning: this is a minor resurrection of the old "are women underrepresented in the blogosphere?" issue. Proceed with caution.)

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I really dug this bloggingheads dialogue between two of the most independent thinkers out there today--on growing up in B-More; the politics of drug legalization; the power of demonstrations, the war in Iraq, etc. etc.

McArdle needs a bit of help with her makeup; I think she was under fluorescents or something like that, so it yellowed her out just a little. Coates looks great, like black people often do in indoor lighting conditions (no strong sunlight, no visors--none of that stuff that makes black people invisible without a fill-flash). I'm sure there is a good cottage industry to be formed around do-it-yourself makeup for home-office conditions, to cater to the "Bloggingheads"-syle formats.

Anyway, cool stuff to be found therein. For the record, I probably disagree with both McArdle and Coates at least 50% of the time: but they always make me think, which is rawkin', intellectually speaking. They are therefore both completely addictive.

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. . . for new Constitutional Amendments. Some of these are keepers:

A healthy, hearty breakfast, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to make and eat pancakes, shall not be infringed.

Style, affordability and comfort, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to buy quality foot wear shall not be infringed.

Lethargy, sloth and ennui, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to watch c-spanÂ’s coverage of the House of Representatives shall not be infringed.

Read the whole thing.

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1 Bugger pancakes. Instant noodles/ramen, sausages, ham, eggs and bacon are the only good groups I willl acknowledge forming a good breakfast at home. My aunt used to cook that for my cousin and me every Saturday. I miss those days... If eating out, Chinese noodle dishes, dim sum and quite possibly chocolate chip muffins.

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2 I won't say I haven't done noodles/Ramen for breakfast, because I have. But for a native-born, provincial American, that's strictly a college-days-like, unorthodox option. Like leftover pizza--also an exquisite breakfast food, but not one I'd combine with ham, eggs, hash browns, or anything so traditional among The People of the Melting Pot. (Unless the ham is part of the leftover pizza itself: I have a "thing" for Hawaiian-style—pineapple and Canadian bacon pizza is appropriate at every hour of every day. I wish I had some here right now, matter of fact.)

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3 Well, you haven't tried it all at once yet, have you? I tell you, after you've had your fill of some rashers of fried bacon, fried ham, eggs sunny side up, and a coupla sausages, the instant noodles (we have a brand of /dry/ ones called Indomee) really hits the spot. Maybe you should go down to Adelaide, South Australia for a while. I hear the Pancake House has an all-you-can-eat thing going on...

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4 I must have been on drugs when I suggested pancakes. What was I thinking? I just hope that you'll all forgive me for that incredible gaffe. Ah, lovely Adelaide, the first free colony in Austrailia. Pater, Mater, the twins and I motored there from Sydney. The charms of Jerilderie, Woga Woga, Bathhurst and Swan Hill paled when compared to the Jewel of the Murray. I didn't know Adelaide was noted for its flap jacks I thought it was just a convenient way to sop up beer. I was too busy avoiding the assorted flora and fauna that can kill you in three steps.

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No more screen names! No more anonymity! We could make the online world into a stalkers' paradise! Thanks, Virgil Griffith.

I know Wikipedia is different than the net at large, because of corporate users distorting their entries. But just as the solution for the problem of free speech is more speech, perhaps the problem of Wiki-bias is more bias.

The strange thing about Wikipedia is how little some entries are patrolled, but how heavily others are. I have a bad habit of editing articles about people I know, both to screen out some details that might be too useful to stalkers (the first name of someone's wife, which is immaterial to his career and—given the minor nature of his celebrity—unnecessary) and to add juicy little tidbits that I find interesting. Of course, finding published sources to back this information up isn't always easy, or possible. Sometimes my helpful additions get tagged as "unsourced," which is vaguely irritating: if I had time to write full-on biographies of these people, would I be noodling around on Wikipedia? There are only so many hours in a day, and there's the laundry to be done.

I'm particularly amused by how vigorously people patrol Adam Carolla's article on Wikipedia. I had placed a sentence in the "personal" section of his entry about how he likes pie, and prefers it to cake on his birthdays. This notation was removed within a few days. I asked the editor why he'd taken it out, and was told that since the factoid was "unsourced," it seemed like it might constitute "vandalism."

It occurred to me to just say "ask anyone—ask any of his friends. Ask Adam. He's into pie. He just is." But I didn't happen to care enough, and I let the edit stand. But I'm still enchanted by the idea that suggesting that someone prefers pie to cake is libelous. Didn't Oscar Wilde once sue someone for accusing him of liking pastries that featured fruity fillings? Maybe I'm confused on that score.

Another piece of my "vandalism" on Carolla's entry that was removed immediately had to do with the fact that when he and my husband were roommates (for about a month, in the 1990s), they had a big Moe head in the living room (one of the Pep Boys: you know—Manny, Moe, and Jack). I had thought that was safely in the public realm, because my niece tells me Adam has discussed living with my husband, and their having that Moe bust, on the air. But that datum was also taken out, perhaps because of the totalitarian overtones of the Pep Boys. How is it, I've always wondered, that they know what I'm after? Are they like Santa Claus, creeping around in my mind, determining if I'm naughty or nice? Who are St. Nick, Manny, Moe, or Jack to judge me, after all?

Of course, it may be that neither any of the Pep Boys nor Santa Claus know me as well as Virgil Griffith does. He might be the scariest figure of them all.

Wiki-hacker link via Glenn Reynolds, who may have more on people than Griffith himself. Those two could put together a nice little blackmail business together, come to think of it; the very idea makes me shiver.

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