Nearly a thousand hits yesterday; today, I barely got 300.

Um. Spic?*

Wop? **

How about this one: if you don't visit my site faithfully, every single day, you're a dirty pig-dog.

* That's Spaniards, right?

** Isn't that Italians? I grew up on Southern California, so I'm not good at this. I have to ask my friends who are from big cities for the translations sometimes.

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Are the bots programmed by time zone? Do they now assume that 2:30 a.m. is a good time to try to get in here? And where the hell is Fluffy?—isn't it lunchtime or something in Australia? Anyway, guard dogs aren't supposed to sleep that deeply.

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I keep feeling like I should start a "Best of Little Miss Attila" doohickey on the sidebar. (Actually, it would probably be an "Essential Little Miss Attila"). But of course I haven't written anything that I really like.

Anyone have any favorites? Or does anyone have any favorite subjects I've written on? Do you prefer the political tears, or the bits of imaginary dialogue? Am I better when I'm nice, or when I'm a bitch?

Or am I getting too commercial anyway? Perhaps I'm on the verge of selling out.

I certainly hope so.

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Of course having a headache from bright lighting in your cell is torture.

I don't understand those guys over at Jawa.

I mean, I've been victimized in a similar way: for instance, every time someone either (1) goes a full 24 hours without visiting my website, or (2) reads my blog without hitting my tipjar, I die just a little bit inside.

I'm a victim, I tell you. And I'm a human being.

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1) Circa late March or (more likely) April, I'll be developing some podcasts—in order to better serve my readers, and to keep my oversized ego inflated like a giant beach ball near Santa Monica's Lifeguard Station #8.

I'm thinking of calling it "Attila the Honey," in a tribute to the late Triticale (who dubbed me that), but have also considered "The Scourge of Europe Show."

Right now, of course, I'm taking suggestions for both possible names for the show, and the first dozen or so topics/guests. If you're a sound engineer, I'll probably be contacting you privately for advice, but just to be fair, I'll likely let you buy me lunch or a drink as you dispense guidance. (Isn't that how it works? Whaddya mean, "no"?)

2) For the next three weeks, blogging will be a bit sporadic as we get the house ready for sale; after that, I'll likely be gearing up for a high-intensity six-week stint at the office, while continuing to market the house and start up the podcasting side of things. Naturally, I'm looking for co-bloggers to get me through the next 2-3 months without letting my traffic take too much of a dive. I'm looking for newswriters, linkers/meme-trackers, humorists and those with twisted interests in crime or libertarianism, or those with eclectic tastes in writers. (My co-bloggers do not, for example, have to be fans of James Thurber, Virginia Woolf, Jane Austen, and William Butler Yeats. Though of course reading those people doesn't look bad on your resume.)

For the record, I will not edit your material with a blunt instrument. I (almost) promise. The fact is, I'm going to be far too busy to fold, spindle, or mutilate your prose. So take advantage: the cat will be away, and mice should play.

This blog is open to both "out" and anonymous bloggers.

3) I've forgotten what the third thing was. Can I get back to you on that?

As always, leave your feedback in the comments section—or send me an email: miss.attila --AT-- gmail --DOT-- com.

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