Sunday, May 20, 2007

Journalists Know Nothing...

Can somebody please explain this to me?

5 comments:

Ms Baroque said...

You're just too good for 'em, Chippy. They can't handle you. You have to admit it's a strong taste: thonglateering, Auden, chickens and black magic. Some people just don't want to know what real life is really like.

On another note, I especially like the bit at the end where it says "want to become a bloger"...

Ms Baroque said...

Sorry, me again: awake now. How could I leave out your gorgeous Romanian girlfriend? She's clearly too hot for them. In fact it's obviously just jealousy. You look so much like Lembit Opik - I guess they can't handle the combination of brains and beauty.

Next time maybe you should do some canvassing.

rilly super said...

chip dear, the fact that they still feel the need to explain the 'weblog' derivation of the term shows they are still in the nineties themselves. When they catch up with the modern day then you will surely take your place in the pantheon, the hall of fame, the bangor nightclub of welsh blogging history

Mopsa said...

commiserations....

Chip Dale said...

Many thanks, all of you. I don't know what to say. I think it's the reason I felt so bloody miserable yesterday and couldn't do a jot of work.

Ms. Baroque, you must not mention that name around here. I'm hoping that foolishness about my supposed resemblance will be forgotten. I look nothing like the man. And neither does Gabby.

Rilly: These journalists clearly don't know blogging. If they haven't put me down as Wales' top blogger, I don't know where they were looking.

Mopsa: many thanks. Knowing that there are people to share my misery really makes me feel better. In fact, the more miserable you all feel, the better I am... Hmm... That didn't come out sounding like it should.