And I'll up you authorship. Whoever wants a xenisucks.com account, let me know via email. Even you, "Navy Seal" Boy.

An all-new BoingBoing, with New and Improved Comments, you say? Ah, with a moderator, now I see. Oh, wait, a moderator whose life's minutia is dutifully recorded into her voluminous wikipedia entry by none other than autodidactic "wildcat cartographer"/science fiction something-or-other, and person with very odd definitions of commonly defined English terms, Kathryn Cramer? I can't see how this could turn out bad.

Heh. I already like seeing Corky's name next to "DISCUSS (0)". Fitting, somehow. And frequent.

On a strange note, reading a SHOUT OUTZ list numbering 2 greater than Frauenfelder has fingers to count (come to think of it, I've never seen his hands), one can't help but wonder, "How the holy mother of fuck did it take twelve people, not including you four stooges, to update your blog software?" Wow. Just, wow.

Good luck with that, dudes.

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One of these things is not like the others, which of these things does not belong? Truly a monument to the Mutual-Backscratch Society, not to mention the League of NPOV Wikipedians.

The word "wikipedians" doesn't sound nearly as retarded as the image it conjures up.

But we do.

Whoever asked for it, please feel free to populate it. There's pretty much nothing in it now, aside from the documentation.

Much as I'd love to post something, I'm in a hurry to catch the shuttle bus to Caltrain. So, instead, may I please draw your attention over here: our own Honorable Mssr. Quicksilver has been populating it with content, and you'll all be able to, too, if you send email to ohreally@mnslab.com. Tell me the username you want, and I'll mail you your password. Also, expect a couple of days' turnaround. I'll be doing this manually, keeping it real, and I'm pretty much going to be off teh intarwebs until Sunday night. Well, probably.

OK, people; go get your swerve on. It's fucking FRIDAY, yo.

A: Not having a livejournal in the first place, thus being disqualified from Special Olympic participation.

Now, let's get down to business, shall we?

Somebody call CNN, an old tv show filmed in the 60s has cultural debris in the background that's also from the 60s! Can you believe it? Mark can't.

Meanwhile, Cory Doctorow fills in for Xenifer, recycling Ye Olde Ancient Goatse Meme. Always fascinating and in vogue, just like the word "blogosphere". Oh wait...

Still, he finds the time to post another ad disguised as a blog post for his "new" book, just in case you missed the three other times El Mierdaperro shilled himself in the past 7 days. Four times, seven days. I guess maybe he took the weekend off...

OK, people, chat amongst yourselves. And WILKOMMEN to our new German visitors.

Here's a quickie roundup before I go get drunk and ask Cindy Sheehan completely inappropriate questions:

I see that Special Mark finally wrote a book about his friends. Thank god he's got somewhere to pimp it as something "wonderful".

Hell hath no fury like a pudgy former street-urchin-turned-"sex-educator" scorned. By statistics. That everybody, like, totally gives a shit about. 'Tis the season to be sitting at home, checking your fucking page rank to see if Google is CENZ0RINGZ J00, I suppose.

My, Xeni, what a lovely color of shit you chose for your lipstick there... Fascinating "insight" from professional blowhard and pimp, John Batelle (Yes, I know I spelled his name wrong, I enjoy the idea of making the use of page rank more difficult): "blah blah blah TIME'S PERSON OF THE YEAR, YOU, IS TOTALLY WEB 2.0!111!!!! HEY MOM, I'M ON THE COVER OF TIME!1112 blah blah blah". Seriously, ad salespeople and journalists, speculating on technology, IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT, SHUT THE FUCK UP. Thanks.

I see that Jacob Appelbaum is still pretending to be a hacker. I wonder if anyone at CCC asked him about how he got shitcanned from a fucking VOLUNTEER job at the ACCRC for being completely technically incompetent? I guess the world will never know.

Aww, poor Saddam Hussein. Truly an Iraqi icon, he will be missed.

And finally, whole lotta fascinating navelgazing going on. I'd critique a little more, but I got bored, and I have the ability to walk away from it.

On the plus side, at least that tard Doctorow is still out in the sandbox, crapping himself, and not writing.

Every Topic in the Universe Except Chickens dot com.

Isn't it wonderful when some dude sets himself on fire? Xeni thinks it is.

Isn't it wonderful that scientists have figured out that apparently head trauma causes brain injury?

Isn't it wonderful when there are minor problems with electronic voting? I know every time I hear about problems with voting machines, I get a happy little knowing smile on my face from all the joy.

Isn't it wonderful when people dig around the internet for links that they can use to frame yet another mention of their "Zero G" flight from, what, 2000? Yep, pretty wonderful.

Isn't it wonderful when Xeni sends the world another coded message about her gender identity?

Isn't it wonderful that people look to Boingboing for advice, on anything?

Isn't it wonderful when Xeni copies and pastes a paragraph someone else wrote about someone else making a documentary about events that we wouldn't even *know* about had the individuals involved not already *made* a "documentary"?

Yes, people, these are all wonderful things. They are such by definition. After all, they were all posted in the last two days on "A Directory of Wonderful Things".

One thing that is actually wonderful, at least to me, is a biter that thinks he's a troll. Keep those comments comin', why?!

"OMFG, WAPO STOLE JENNY'S INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY!111"

What's particularly amusing about this is that "Violet" thinks "Xeni" "wrote" Boingboing's 'first post' on the issue, despite the fact that Mark did.

Then there's the issue of Mark having picked up his "breaking scoop" from Wired.

But let's look beyond that; it wasn't the Washington Post that nailed this scoop, it wasn't Xeni, it wasn't Mark, and it wasn't Wired; it was Soghoian that broke his own story on the web. Either bloggers are journalists, or they aren't, Violet. You can't have it both ways.

Then again, Jenny, "Violet" and "Christopher" all have one thing in common; they all have an innate desire to be on TV.