I smell a target demographic!

Judging from the people visiting here yesterday, maybe I just ought to rename the blog and start selling blow-up E.T. dolls or something. (And all you people who scoffed at my suggestion of doing an intergalactic Hustler! I could have been filthy rich! Hey, maybe it’s not too late? Who’s in? I need models who enjoy nudity and tentacles!)

In other news, here’s a pdf with instructions on how to handle yourself in case the swine flu goes pandemic. In my head this might as well be a zombie survival guide (stock up on food, water and guns) with the exception that maybe you don’t have to “smash their brains” in order to feel safe.

PandemicInfluenza Preparation and Response: A Citizen’s Guide [via Ask.Metafilter.com]

The statistical confirmation of my lack of “fun”

What I do on the blog is whine, complain, act grumpy, and occasionaly poke fun at the disabled and philosophically challenged.
Build and they will come is a bible quote (although I last remember seeing it in Eight legged freaks. quite an entertaining movie, with a lot of large spiders and lack of excitement.) and judging from the search strings leading to monocultured.com, my flock is slowly, trickling, making their way here.