Unfolded Mind

The dog wants to eat the cat food. He’s been running to the end of the upstairs hallway, and barking at the bowl of cat food that sits on top of the small bookcase. When I yell at him, he trots into the bedroom and starts eating his own food. Annoying.

The insipid neologism “blog” appears to mean little more than a Web site that *actually* gets updated, as opposed to one that *promises* to be updated REAL SOON NOW and includes an animation of a MEN AT WORK sign.

–Nick Moffitt, I think