Seriously people. Do I really need to open up a can o’ whoop ass on you all? This is ridunculous. What the hell is Seattle Liberal talking about (do other people even write diaries on this site? I thought it was just me, Susan & Boo… lol) are people running around crying a river about dkos? Really? Are they? That’s pretty pathetic yo.
Or perhaps it is therapeutic. I dunno, but in any case, what diff does it make to anybody but those who are complaining and those who are listening to the complaints? I don’t read those diaries and I am the standard-bearer for everything Boo (or at least I play one on TV…) š Who gives a fuck? How is it ruining the atmosphere of the site?
You know what ruins the site for me?? The fact that no one pays attention to me (don’t even bring up my recommended diaries, that’s just charity and I know it!) š I mean, I ask, beg & plead to be banned and does anyone oblige me?? Nope. I’m still here, polluting BooTrib with my nonsense and wasting precious diary space.
So bottom line before I check out and go back to wasting everyone’s time with snark, live and let live. Yeah, Markos can be a dick. Yeah, it sucks to get banned somewhere you felt was home. Yeah, BooTrib is way different (I mean, they even let people like catnip in!) and everyone is welcome. Yeah, you may want to vent for a bit. Go for it. No sweat off my back. And the bottom line for SL & such… get over it. It’s a blog.
Okay, enough of me… can someone at least mega troll me so I don’t feel like all my pleas go in vain??
š
Love and kisses,
Your friendly neighbourhood spiderleaf.
Update [2005-7-14 12:40:53 by spiderleaf]: Okay, this is tragic. Anomalous gives me a mega troll 0 and no one cares… no mad diaries on ratings abuse, no whiny comments (other than A’s complaining that no one paid any attention to her giving me a 0…) š
What is wrong with you people?? Have you no honour? Have you no loyalty? Disgusted is what I am.
(about what I have no idea, but it sounds good…) š
… there, does that make you happy now Anomalous??
to drop your scorn on… š
I couldn’t resist — I had to give a four, just to thwart you!
Bwahahahahahah
As my six-year-old would say: “I love ya, ‘g”! š
I gave you a 12. . .all 1’s. And the batteries on my Banning Wand have totally blanked out! So just go consider yourself banned. . .do you hear me? Go on now. . .git!
You’ve got a lot of nerve bringing your “live and let live” attitude in here buddy.
If we can’t complain about the complainers complaining about complaints then what the hell are we supposed to be doing here anyway? If we all agree then what is this site for, I ask you. . .what is it for?
What? Besides giving you a place to display your ego and fill up the diary lists with your ego-centered prancing words, heh! I need more room to display my ego if you don’t mind. So Git!
ROFL! Obviously great minds think alike! No sooner do I finish my diatribe on people who complain about people complaining about people than I read your much better one!
..does it make sense? No. It does not make sense. If BooMan lives on Endor, you must complain!
Wait, Booman’s an Ewok? It all makes sense now!
I was using the Banning Wand in an unauthorized manner… š
Gee Cali, I had no idea you could use the wand. . .er. . .that. . .ah. . . you know. . .way. Why am I always the last to know?
we could all troll-rate your tip jar, if that would make you feel better.
p.s. ignore my sig.
Just change it already!! i think we all know now!
cached = banned! š
I was cache at dkos, and became cached here, long before the piefight even. I have been cross-posting all my diaries since coming here (ok 1 diary). I thought I would leave the sig up, linking to the identity from which I’ve been cut off, until I can get reinstated. I thought that was the policy over there, so I’ve been dutifully sending polite little emails to kos. As it is, i feel it lends me a certain outlaw cachet, befitting my powerful flights of speculation and tinfoil wardrobe… like “Watch out, this guy’s crazy! He could type anything!”
Ya know, I hadn’t clicked on your link before, I thought it just went to dKos — I think it is great to link to YOUR stuff over there, how about something like “unperson reincarnated” with ‘unperson’ linking to cache’s diaries? Ok, I know I’m sticking my nose in where it doesn’t belong, but i have always attempted to be a peacemaker….success rate? Er, about 50/50! š
I was going after the whole marketing thing like “Banned in Boston” on whatever book that was.
Watch out, this guy’s crazy! He could type anything!
tried to get the rating window to let me give you a troll rating but it kept going back to 4 everytime I tried to click on rate all..
So the complainers of the complaints of the complainers who complain about the complaints, where complaining is not allowed, about what is happening over at the other site that, we do not speak of, where so many fine writers came here from, just makes my poor head swim.
So without further ado, I totally agree with you spiderleaf, Live and Let Live.
Tried to give you a O but I kept getting this screen that said “enter Diebold/RNC access number and password to continue” and I don’t have one of those so I eventually quit…
Diebold/RNC access number
GWBush#1Crook
Password:
DickCheney#1Asshat
All my heartfelt, bonafide, non-pity “4s” got me no attention from you, dear spiderleaf. . .so now it appears I’ll have to abide by your wishes. It’s been nice knowing you. . .<sniff>. . .take your Mega Troll rating and . . . I’ll just have to go find someone who appreciates my 4s. . .<sniff>
I’ll miss ya. . .it’s been fun. . .
. . .bye. . .
But A, you’re the only one who pays attention to me! You can’t get discouraged… it’s your 4’s that keep me going!!!
š
Glad to see ya, it’s been too long!
Good morning s – thanks for taking notice of me. At least you and Ghostdancer seem to care.
Do you have any idea how embarrassing it is to hand out a Mega Troll rating to the sound of crickets? I hit that “0” with gusto and a smile on my face as I headed out the door last night, barely getting a moment’s rest as I anxiously awaited the anticipated havoc that was sure to be wreaked. But here I am with nothing to show for my efforts. No controversy. No spontaneous diaries about ratings abuse. No bad attention whatsoever. No one even bothered to set up a blog to talk about me behind my back. Just a lonely 4 from Ghostdancer, and a friendly response from you. I feel like such a loser. . .<sniff>
But hey! At least you’re glad to see me! (I thought you had merely spilled a glass of water in your lap ;^). And if that comment doesn’t get me some bad attention, I’m afraid nothing will. . .) Glad to see you too!
Wishing you a fabulous day filled with lots of attention – and perhaps even banishment!
I can do for the heads up on the conspiracy site.
When I told you about that site a few weeks back you wanted nothing to do with it. No matter how hard I tried. (On the other hand, I wasn’t prepared with a link or anything)
Have yourself a fabulous evening, G!
different than being at work, where I can explore all the conspiracies I want to between work assignments.
What site whould that be, friend?
Did ya see my update? Does that make you happy now? š
to give you a troll rating 0, but it was just like the voting machine I voted on last year, everytime I tried to click on Kerry, it moved over to Bush. I just couldn’t understand why everytime I tried to click on a 0, it switched to a 4.
What an incredibly thoughtful, touching gesture, s. I don’t know what to say. It’s not every day that someone takes the time and effort to announce to the world that I’m a whiny, complaining mega troll rater. Life simply doesn’t get any better than that. Nosirree spide.
On the downside, it looks like we’re screwed if someone decides to mega troll our tails outta here for real. (Well, at least you seem to be.) But if you find yourself in that position, just give a holler and I’ll be there for ya with an unconditional “4”. Or some attention. Just say the word, my friend.
Have yourself a fabulous evening! (And thanks for the much needed and much appreciated laugh)
Oh Whaaaaa!!!! is right.
I think you should take this diary down. . .it could hardly be “acceptable” diary material. I’m sure I have something important to say and you are taking up valuable diary space. Just as soon as I think of something to say, I will . . . and don’t you forget it.
I really wish people would stop posting all these diaries about people complaining about people complaining about people. For the love of Godde, if you really have to complain about people complaining about people comlaining about people, then I may just have to go write my own diary to complain about people who complain about people who complain about people! (or something like that ;>0)
no diaries about the Republicans complaining about the liberals?
Oh well, guess I’m stuck with just complaining about the spouse…
Hi, I’m Tracy and I’m a Kos basher. The last time I bashed Kos was 4 days ago. I realize that my life has become unmanageable and I have alienated myself from my friends and support system. Kos bashing has ruined my life and I’m ready and willing to surrender. I thought that my Kos bashing was over a couple of months back and I thought that I had it under control, then I became tempted to go back and look at things that I knew could trigger me and I didn’t call my sponsor. I knew I shouldn’t go there but I still did and the next thing I knew I was Kos bashing again. I gave up like 2 months of sobriety, next time I’m calling my sponsor spiderleaf so that he can tell me, “Don’t do it girl!” “Just don’t go look just for today, make it through just today!”
Well, ok, if your taking spider as your sponsor, will you be mine, then??
One day at a time, live and let live….
“The reason it’s a cliche is because it’s true” — Lloyd Cole (not with the Commotions, solo album)
relapse can be helpful in recovery tracy, just let it out, don’t hold it in, you can do it girl.
I’ll be a sponsor, but I’m a chick… not a dude… š
Must have been my spidey association. Very sorry!
I’m sorry, but I’ve been gone for the past month. Can somebody tell me what’s going on?
<Ducks. Runs for cover.>
HA! You didn’t really think I was going to, did you??
Please stop bewailing the expressed dissatisfaction of those who are annoyed by the lamentations of the malcontents who hurl excoriating objections to the ostracizing and prohibition of the underhanded connivery notionalists from that innominate purlieu!
I just knew there was a damn good reason for liking you blueneck…that was fabulous…
“YOU’RE FIRED!”
(feel better?)
Sounds like we need a mosh pit.
this is the funniest diary I have read in a long time….Yeah, its all just digital, and a computer mal. could wipe it all out, or a virus…
Wish I could be as hilarious as all of you are but will you settle for hugs all around?????<<<<hugs>>>>>>
I’ll settle for hugs Diane. Hugs are the only real currency we need.
……I have a complaint……..:o) It is raining here again today!!!!! Now that is a real complaint. HUGS
Geez…right after I hung up from commenting above, I listened and it is raining once again!!!!!!!!!!! What to do…can I make yet another complaint here????
Yup. They even let me in and look what happened then – the place went to hell in a Canadian made handbasket.
Life’s a bitch or a bastard or a <insert your favourite disparaging word here>. What was that Marx quote? I wouldn’t join any club that would have me as a member?
Groucho not Karl right? š
Are you sure you’re not a cat? Because I swear you keep returning from the grave. Where’s my Raid? I’m gonna have to use the industrial stuff to get rid of this spider once and for all.
First she pretends to leave the frog pond, then she makes a grand re-entrance and steals all my 4’s away from Anomalous. I do declare, this means war!
I declare a thumb war.
… I win, I cheated.
š
From “The Cat Came Back” (aka Theme of the spiderleaf)
The atom bomb fell just the other day,
The H-Bomb fell in the very same way;
Russia went, England went, and then the U.S.A.
The human race was finished without a chance to pray.
But the cat came back the very next day,
The cat came back, we thought he was a goner
But the cat came back; it just couldn’t stay away.
Away, away, yea, yea, yea
The only way spide will ever get her fingers on my Man Eegee “4s” is by prying them out of my cold. . . dead . . . hands.