March 12, 2007
I made a decision.
I got to the point where I'd entered the phone number and all that was left was to push the "send" button. To push the "send" button would really be to make the decision. I pushed the "send" button!
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Domino's Pizza, may I help you?
Central City Morgue...you stab them, we slab them.....
Selling the house?
Where's Quixxo?
Reality check has nothing on Quixxo.
I'm celebrating an anniversery.
March 2006 was the very first time I ever posted comments on the Althouse blog.
I'd been lurking since September 2005 (Katrina). Althouse really gained from Katrina, ironically. She saw a spike, as that weekend, everyone was looking for content and commentary, and Althouse saw her numbers rise.
To think, I went 6 months (from Sept 2005-March2006) lurking till I made my first glorious comment. What took me so long? I wasn't sure of the rules. There didn't seem to be any Code Of Conduct other than "Let your conscience be your guide" , or "I'm not your Mother".
(I've been known to be wrong, and I may have commented on Althouse before March 2006, but March 2006 feels like when I started in, so March it is.)
How does everybody find their way here?
Althouse owes a referral fee to Overlawyered. I believe, Katrina Weekend, I was looking for content, stumbled upon Overlawyered, and Overlawyered mentioned something or other going on with Althouse. And, that's how I first came to Althouse, through Overlawyered. Irony: Never really visited Overlawyered since.
Neverthless, that's how I discovered Althouse for the very first time.
Either Althouse needs to pay Overlawyered a referral, or Overlawyered need to pay Althouse, not sure which.
Peace, Maxine
A wise decision, one hopes.
You pre-ordered the new Apple phone.
She ordered a vortex generator for her Audi. Improves the downforce. Improves the negativity.
Please blogger, don't eat my comment!
[Telephone ringing]
Voice: Thank you for calling the New York Times. How may I direct your call?
Althouse: Mr. Schlesinger, please.
Voice: Of course. May I ask who's calling?
Althouse: This is Ann Althouse. I believe he's expecting my call.
Voice: Certainly. One moment, please.
[Transfer tones]
Schlesinger: Ann, I'm so glad you called. It's good to hear from you. Have you considered my offer?
Althouse: Yes, I have. I'll take it.
Schlesinger: Great! I've been looking to replace Maureen Dowd for months now. Welcome aboard...
Ann Alt would be an improvement over Mo Do.
Oh no, Althouse has gone high school ambi-emo on us. Hopefully she's over the touchy feely namby pamby before our next class...
This post is vaguely reminiscent of something Emily Dickinson might write if she were alive today.
So, your house was on fire?
Rorschach, Althouse style.
Theo -- was that related to a certain old joke about the libertarian and the fire department?
I love the idea of this post being some sort of po-mo Emily Dickinson.
Now for something closer to the old-school Emily:
Because I could not push the send,
He kindly pushed for me.
The carriage held but just ourselves,
and immorality.
Then there's the eggagog version:
THE LOBSTER DIALED THE PHONE NUMBER, BUT DIDN'T PRESS THE SEND! THE CREEPS SHOUTED DON'T PUSH THE SEND!! SHOULD THE LOBSTER PUSH THE SEND?? THE CREEPS ARE EATING THE MASHED POTATOES!! LOBSTER PUSHES THE SEND BUTTON!!!!!
I think it is something like casting a vote by telephone, thus push the "SEND" button. Can someone vote for or against contestant on a show like American Idol (or the one about the models) is not showing that night?
Peter - ;-)
Actually, LMAO after those last two!
Geez. It's 'he is the box' all over again.
Ruth Anne, Thanks for the memories. Those were good times. Did we ever learn more about the original context of the box comment?
Theo, I found the link. I was thinking of an Onion story about a libertarian who reluctantly called the fire department.
Paid the federal taxes?
You drank and dialed.
perhaps a booty call?
I think we're making a mistake by assuming the "I" is Althouse.
I think she was reading the Times, where it says Bush was the one that got US Attorney Iglesias fired, and she was channeling the deciderererer.
peter hoh: how can that second one be dickinsonesque? I could barely recite it to the yellow rose of texas.
Re: "To push the "send" button would really be to make the decision."
Deborah Harry?
Ghostbusters?
Janet Jackson?
Captain Beefheart?
Patty Duke?
Anne Heche?
Al Green?
Mister Tibbs?
Anne Bronte!
Call me away; there's nothing here,
That wins my soul to stay;
Then let me leave this prospect drear,
And hasten far away.
To our beloved land I'll flee,
Our land of thought and soul,
Where I have roved so oft with thee,
Beyond the world's control.
Perhaps a phone call to buy... Plane tickets? An early AM trip?
Okay, seriously, I'm ready to know now. It's been almost eleven hours. Are you replacing Maureen Dowd or not?
If we're all guessing, I'll toss in the diet guy from the quiet mountain town.
I did not know there was a "Bloggers Anonymous" but good luck with getting a cure.
But the line was busy, wasn't it Annie.
Silly professor. You can't call yourself!
Jim M: the second bit of writing is not an attempt to mimic Dickinson's style. Rather, it's a nod to Eggagog, a blogger who, during his/her/its heyday, was an Althouse favorite.
It's an aqcuired taste. Eggagog's blog.
I think Ruth Anne (as usual) has the answer.
I dunno. Is she giving up blogging?
The other line rang. "Hello," said the familiar voice.
"Reebum schplurgum ickofeefee."
"Who is this?"he asked. (At moments like these, I'm especially happy to have that Caller-ID Blocker on my phone!)
I pushed the "end call" button, set down my drink, and headed for bed.
That was a close one!
Give her some time...she's probably still on the phone.
Down in Texas, where the wild dogs moan and ex's of Althouse incessantly hunt unpretentiously for the best BBQ, we have a saying ... even a poodle with hemorrhoids would be better than Maureen Dowd.
You called that Campos dude all, "WTF?"
Wow, it's driving you nuts, isn't it?
Really, I'm not toying with you. It's something I'm going to do that I'm not revealing yet!
Wurly- think bigger. Maybe Ann knows something about Justice Stevens right now that we don't. ;)
Those of us on the inside know that Paula Abdul's slot on 'American Idol' is open for next season.
Hope it was a guy, hope he was glad to hear from you. (I'm such a diehard romantic . . . )
- amba
Following on to Amba: You're teaching a semester in Austin...and stirring the embers.
[I love Parent Trap.]
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