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Faked Out

I got very excited to make this post today because Blogger informs me that I've completed 99 posts before this one. I was on blog post 100 on this particular blog! I had written two paragraphs telling how I was going to do a clip-show like on any sitcom that has ever reached 100 episodes and I was going to include links to my most popular and least popular entries. I had it all figured out.

And then I noticed that 8 of those 99 were drafts, so I guess you're all gonna have to wait for my look back at what this blog has become over the years (!) that it has existed.

Instead I'll keep it short today and make this a weekly round-up of things that I've written here and elsewhere, plus a few links that have really tickled me from around the internet. Maybe this can become a Friday-thing for this blog, or maybe (likely) it'll happen once and then I'll forget that I tried to make it a thing.

First, over on partner-site RobotButt.com, you can take a look at volume 17 of Excellent Rap Lyrics, where I've taken a look at 50 Cent's "A Little Bit." The other 16 in the series are all similarly outrageous and wonderful. There are more of these coming, I promise.

Next, back home here at the blog, you can see a few fun posts about traveling in Cleveland and attempting to put my faith back into humans because I think it's the right thing to do.

And the one I'm currently most proud of is still over on RB, which is an interview with my 13 year old self.

As for other stuff on the web that I'm really digging this week...

Missy Elliott's new song/video are just the tops. Missy Elliott should be our first woman president. Hillary is fine or whatever, but Missy would have kids poppin' on the White House lawn during the SOTU and I would watch that 100x instead of the 0x I would watch any other SOTU.

And you've probably seen this by now, but Norwegians love their long, cold, dark winter. You can too? I don't know if that's true.

Last one: I love maps. Here's one with an article that talks about how DC and South Australia are almost identically shaped (but different sizes).

OK, that's it for me from this week, I think. I'm off tonight to watch one of my oldest friends coach a high school football game in the playoffs because it's exciting and fun. He once introduced me to his players by saying "we used to skinny dip together" with no other context, so you know it's a real friendship. And I'll go back to writing interesting things next week, probably.

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