Friday, 19 August 2011
Well, I've been over to the total politics place and voted. Apart from the twitter vote because I don't twit so I have no idea what goes on there.
I had an Email from Guido Fawkes the other day. Seriously. An Email to this humble backwater blog from the top of the tree. I didn't vote for him because he won't need my vote. It was a funny sort of Email. 'Don't go blogging for the Huffingtons, link to us and we'll pay.' Huffywhatnow? Why would they be interested in me?
Well, it was tempting, but their requirements include a thousand hits a day. I get about 700 which still amazes me but I don't meet the criteria so I'm out of the running. I'm not sure I'd want that anyway, this blog is for fun, not for profit. I have sometimes wondered about activating the ads option but I know that whenever I talked about smoking I'd trigger ads on patches, gum and the Dreadful Arnott and I'd rather die poor than give that hideous freak talking space here.
So I remain ad free apart from ads for my own books, and those will pop up in posts (and in the sidebar). I will not risk seeing an ad for antismoking, antidrinking, antifat, antisalt or antianything here. It would be like a hobby philatelist opening his stamp collection and finding the cat has pissed on his penny black. I remain the penniless key-tapper, still using a keyboard stained with whisky and liberally sprinkled with ash, attached to an ageing Dell that doesn't need upgrading because it's a typewriter. A typewriter that can correct drunken blunders without Tipp-Ex and ripping up pages, a typewriter that transmits my babblings to the world at the press of a button and the world's babblings back to me, but a typewriter nonetheless.
There is some kind of battle between Guido and this Huffington woman. I have been vaguely aware of it for a while. It seems she plans to set up shop on his turf and he doesn't like it.
I don't see why. Competition is good, surely? It makes us all improve our game when someone better comes along.
Well, they can fight if they want. I'm taking advice straight from the horse's mouth:
Posted by Leg-iron at 03:11