Super Sabado

I’m going to try out a salsa-flavored version of James‘ Blogroll Dive. It may fly and it may flop, but it is my humble opinion that some diced tomatoes, onions and cilantro will always cover a multitude of errors at the dinner table, so why not here, too?

It turns out the mild-mannered Mark is really a member of Her Majesty’s Secret Service; I know this because he tackled a Puglian crook just like 007 would’ve. The would-be bicycle thief was shaken and stirred.

And speaking of royalty, Pat has been crowned the Queen of InsaneIstan, although InsaneIstan doesn’t seem to offer their sovereigns a tiara, just nail clippers. It does, however, allow her to grant membership to the Order of Murderous Little Monkeys.

Despite his initial misgivings, I think Podz is starting to take to Winston, despite the fact Winston will soon be large enough to wear a saddle.

MacManX spent some time wondering whether he should let go of his handle and jump into the huge ocean of Jameses out there swimming around. I’m going to hand him the salsa bowl and say there is only one James Huff, no matter what the Social Security Administration claims.

Da Moose has been listening in on other people’s conversations! Naughty! He needs to eat lots more guacamole and remember: next time take NOTES. We need MORE DETAILS.

The Forever Dark A.E. wants something as simple as a snow blower for Christmas? Who knew a salacious writer such as she could be so… mundane?

My fellow San Diegan Jeff has almost kicked the habit but needs some musical inspiration to inspire him. Meanwhile, Georganna has been busy as usual making herself indispensable to her fellow writers.

If Michelle is going to go over the river and through the woods to grandmother’s house, she’s going to do it in high heat and humidity, because that’s all Christmas ever is in her neck of Down Under.

Meanwhile, it’s mighty cold in the Pacific Northwest (thanks to Bayou‘s wishful thinking), where Lachlan despairs of also-cold Minnesotans ever switching off the CSI habit and paying attention to real life.

Thankfully, real life has not intruded on the participants of a sweet little triangle yet, according to Mel, but frankly, her observation skills aren’t quite up to my standards—I mean, how exactly can one overhear an argument between men in a craft store and not know what they were arguing about? Mel and Nuclear Moose need to take notes on… taking notes.

Mira wants to make sure a young man’s story is never forgotten, but all those cats might be distracting her a little.

Sponge Girl has been working hard to make the world safe from Madonna and Paris but understandably was not up to facing the overly fertile Rod Stewart. SG, we hope you always remember to DUCK.

As for me, I burnt the broccoli tonight (Friday) and trust me, not even salsa could cover up that boo-boo. The house smells like crucified cruciferous veggies. Until the air is safe to breathe again I will be unable to respond to that rascal M.C.’s tagging.

And if this post seems disjointed, it’s because you all haven’t caught up with me on the margaritas yet. One or two more and it will all make perfect sense, I swear, and you won’t be able to figure out how to do trackbacks, either.

PUI!

7 Replies to “Super Sabado”

  1. I gave it another try. Let me know if it worked. I thought at least the WordPress blogs would take the pings all right, but only one did that I can see.

    Dang trackbacks are confusing even without my head full of margarita mix.

  2. Well done, and thanks for the link! ^_^

    As for the pingbacks not working, I looked through my server error logs to find out what happened. It looks like you deleted this post shortly after publishing it for the first time. Here what my error logs tell me:

    1. You published the post and then sent a pingback to my blog.

    2. You deleted the post.

    3. When my blog returned to your post to confirm the pingback (all WordPress blogs do this by default), it found that the post no longer existed, so it did not post the pingback.

    After that, you published the post again, and either your blog declined to send a pingback because it had already sent a pingback to /of-handles-and-real-names/, or my blog declined to accept your pingback since it had already received a false pingback from super-sabado.htm.

    I have encountered this behavior a few times in the past. Even though pingbacks seem very simple, their functions are actually quite complicated. It’s best to just say, “Better luck next week.” ^_-

  3. But I didn’t delete the post, James. Honest!

    I did resave it when I tried to add trackbacks, but I didn’t delete it.

  4. Interesting what you say about the forgiveness of diced tomatos, onions and cilantro. I feel the same way about butter and garlic… Ironic that both combos require breath mints after imbibing.

    I’m a first time visitor, but I’ll be back.

    Ciao for now…and enjoy the margaritas!

    Teri
    http://www.herestohappywomen.blogspot.com

  5. I followed it just fine, and I’m recovering from a trip down to New York City, over the weekend….pass the gin, forget the maurgaritaa (just kidding) I wouldn’t be able to type. Not that I can now. that was definitely spicier!

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