Ok Char. Allowing Loren to post his mug in a video and restricting the ensuing conversation to text is YESTERDAY. It’s old media and not moving things forward one iota into this new media world you’re begging and pushing us to enter into immediatly, if only to save our souls from the eternal damnation of being irrevalent in the new world.
So, if we’re going to continue with these video posts from Loren, or whomever, I would like to see you incorporate this somehow into your blog –
Not to break up the fun here, but in case any of you are interested in the video commenting tool, the dude that wrote it has left some comments on my site. Drop by if you’d like to discover some more details on it and him
The reason you were hired was to avoid avoid threads like this.
Overindulgence in spirits, murder plots, the putting down of Beyonce, mixed in with the latest in social internet technology are the kind of things which lead to stuff like Adsense and BizNicheMedia. Not the kind of things I advocate.
I’m very disappointed.
Let’s see if I can put things back on track.
Brian, anyone who reads your site knows how big of a threat you are to keeping people awake. We will treat you accordingly. 🙂
Mark, If you look in the archives you’ll see that we discussed video comments here before. But I don’t think this site is ready for that yet. I still don’t even understand RSS. The idea of Howard and Vaspers responding to my diatrabes in video causes me to pause.
Scrivs, I’ll be passing your comment to VampireFeet and letting him take care of you.
Candice, please answer the personal email I just sent you with pictures in your Bond girl bathing suit and some heels. We need to talk. Just ignore the noise the exwife of mine you know will be making despite the fact it’s probably true.
Loren, we need to talk about your future here at Chartreuse (beta).
Now I’m going have a beer with Liz and guys before last call.
Am I getting fired? Don’t blame me boss please. I’m only one guy against an onslaught of your insane readers. These people are sly and tricky. Tricky I tell ya. They come at you from all directions and angles. It’s like a wave of locusts. I’m only one man damn it. One man, against this sea of ideas and thoughts.
Fire me if you must, but please dont make me apologize again. We remember what happened last time you made me apologize.