Friday, March 19, 2004
It seems Belle de Jour has finally been outed. It wasn't really a question of "if" she was a fake: that was sure in my mind from the moment she plagarised Savage Love for a supposedly first person account of travelling "over the bridge to Plimpton". It wasn't really a question of "when" she would be revealed, given the imminent book launch. But the "how" she was discovered really impressed me. Using nothing more sophisticated than google-skillz and an eye for an odd turn of phrase: "suffice to say", Dan Foster "nailed" his woman.
A sad story from Dallas Zoo: Police had to shoot dead Zabari the gorilla, who escaped and went on a rampage. Gorillas will be gorillas, I say. Gentle Max the gorilla, got shot one year when I was in Jo'burg. In that case though he was shot not by the police, but by a foolish .38 wielding burglar who tried to hide in the gorilla pen. He survived, to claim hero status in Jo'burg, despite his low sperm count.
Non-Mac nerds look away now:
Pagerank calculations now available for apple-heads. (Incidentally since my blog has a Pagerank of 5/10, unless your name is Kottke or Megnut, my weblog could kick your weblog's ass. Heck it could take your weblog, and your weblog's dad.)
A sad story from Dallas Zoo: Police had to shoot dead Zabari the gorilla, who escaped and went on a rampage. Gorillas will be gorillas, I say. Gentle Max the gorilla, got shot one year when I was in Jo'burg. In that case though he was shot not by the police, but by a foolish .38 wielding burglar who tried to hide in the gorilla pen. He survived, to claim hero status in Jo'burg, despite his low sperm count.
Non-Mac nerds look away now:
Pagerank calculations now available for apple-heads. (Incidentally since my blog has a Pagerank of 5/10, unless your name is Kottke or Megnut, my weblog could kick your weblog's ass. Heck it could take your weblog, and your weblog's dad.)
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