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Weblogs are a party, damn it, and sometimes they're publications too, or instead, and sometimes they're diaries, sometimes they're pieces of art, sometimes they're tools for self-promotion, sometimes they're money-maknig ventures, sometimes they're monuments to ego, sometimes they're massive wanks, sometimes they're public services, sometimes they're dedications of faith, sometimes they're communities. Always, they are a public face, one chosen and crafted to varying degrees, of the people who write them. They are avatars, masks, or revelations of our deepest selves. They are political or philosophical, merrily inebriate or sententiously sober. Do not listen to those who would tell you what they are not.

I like that.  I'd rather that things _were_ things than were not.

It's from a much longer rant that you can find here.

Evening Update

Good day today - had to rewrite a lot of VBA, which was annoying, but actually fun.

Two quick links:

GM Flower changes colour when it grows on a landmine

It's amazing who is on the Atkins diet