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Google buys Pyra Labs
Argyle writes "SiliconValley.com reports that Google has bought Pyra Labs. Pyra Labs is the creator of the Blogger software and runs the blogger.com and blogspot.com services. In weblog fashion, founder Evan Williams reported the news on his weblog in the middle of the Live from the Blogosphere event."
First Post?
any fucking day
learn to swim
see you down in
arizona bay.
yeah, fp, whatever.
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I am the plaintiff in this lawsuit against Jon Katz. I was born on May 5, 1978 and I am 25 years old. I am currently unemployed without any marketable job skills. I first met Jon Katz when I was five years old at a restaurant that my mother, stepfather and I often went to.
In about May of 2000 I met Jon Katz again at my stepfather's car rental business, Rent-a-Wreck. My stepfather called me and told me that Jon Katz was at Rent-a-Wreck and that I should come down and see him. Later I learned from my stepfather that Jon Katz's car had broken down and that he was at Rent-a-Wreck to get another car while his was being repaired.
After I met Jon Katz at Rent-a-Wreck he began calling me on the telephone. From about May of 2000 until about February 2001 (when I first spent the weekend with Jon Katz at VA Linux), I received many telephone calls from Jon Katz. For at least part of this time Jon Katz was on tour and he would be calling me from various places throughout the world. On occasion these telephone conversations lasted as long as three hours. Jon Katz and I talked about open source, HTML, browser wars, and famous people that he knew.
In about February 2001, my mother, Kathleen Fent (my fiancee), and I went to VA Linux at the invitation of Jon Katz. The three of us stayed together in the guest area. I did not spend the night with Jon Katz. This was a weekend trip.
I spent the entire weekend with Jon Katz. We went on jet skis in a small lake he had, saw the penguins that he kept at VA Linux, programmed shell scripts under the GNU public license and went on golf cart rides. One evening he took Kathleen Fent and me to Fry's and we were allowed to get anything we wanted. Although the store was closed, it was opened just for our visit.
In late March 2001, my mother, Kathleen Fent and I went to E3 in Las Vegas as a guest of Jon Katz. We flew on a private airplane. We stayed at a large suite at the Mirage Hotel. My mother and Kathleen Fent shared a bedroom. We stayed at the Mirage Hotel about a week. One night Jon Katz and I watched the Exorcist in Jon Katz's bedroom. When the movie was over, I was scared. Jon Katz suggested that I spend the night with him, which I did. Although we slept in the same bed there was no physical contact.
From that time, whenever Jon Katz and I were together we slept in the same bed. We spent two or three additional nights in the same bed at Las Vegas. Again, there was no physical contact.
After I returned from the Las Vegas trip, my friendship with Jon Katz became much closer. My mother, Kathleen Fent and I started making frequent trips to VA Linux. At VA Linux I would always sleep in bed with Jon Katz. I also slept in bed with Jon Katz at my house and at hotels in New York, Florida and Europe. We were together until our relationship ended in July 2001. During our relationship Jon Katz had sexual contact with me on many occasions.
Physical contact between Jon Katz and myself increased gradually. The first step was simply Jon Katz hugging me. The next step was for him to give me a brief kiss on the cheek. He then started kissing me on the lips, first briefly and then for a longer period of time. He would kiss me while we were in bed together.
The next step was when Jon Katz put his tongue in my mouth. I told him I did not like that. Jon Katz started crying. He said there was nothing wrong iwth it. He said that just because most people believe something is wrong, doesn't make it so.
Jon Katz told me that another of his open source friends would kiss him with an open mouth and would let Jon Katz put his tongue in his mouth. Jon Katz said that I did not love him as much as this other friend.
The next step was when Jon Katz rubbed up against me in bed. The next step was when we would lie on top of each other with erections.
During May of 2001, my mother, Kathleen Fent and I went with Jon Katz to Monaco in Europe. Jon Katz and I both had diarrhea so we stayed in the room all day while my mother and Kathleen Fent were out. That's when the whole thing really got out of hand. We took a bath together. This was the first time that we had seen each other naked. Jon Katz named some of his open source friends that masturbated in front of him.
Jon Katz then masturbated in front of me. He told me that when I was ready, he would do it for me. While we were in bed, Jon Katz put his hand underneath my underpants. He then masturbated me to a climax. After that Jon Katz masturbated me many times both with his hand and with his mouth.
Jon Katz had me suck one nipple and twist the other nipple while Jon Katz masturbated. On one occasion when Jon Katz and I were in bed together Jon Katz grabbed my buttock and kissed me while he put his tongue in my ear. I told him I didn't like that. Jon Katz started to cry.
Jon Katz told me that I should not tell anyone what happened. He said this was a secret.
My relationship with Jon Katz ended when Eric Raymond obtained custody of me in July 2001 and I started living permanently at Eric Raymond's house.
I declare under penalty of perjury that the foregoing is true and correct.
Executed on February 15, 2003, at Holland, Michigan.
You get flogged for running a blog.
http://www.hektik.org/various/various/goatse/
One more crippling bombshell hit the already beleaguered CowboyNeal fan cult when USDA confirmed that CowboyNeal's waist line has jumped yet again, now up to over 12 parsecs. Coming on the heels of a recent Netcraft survey which plainly states that CowboyNeal has disgusted 1.2 million women, this news serves to reinforce what we've known all along. Cowboyneal is collapsing as a black hole, as fittingly exemplified by Saddam Hussain enjoying taking an ICBM indabutt You don't need to be a doctor to predict CowboyNeal's future. The hand writing is on the wall: CowboyNeal faces a bleak future. In fact there won't be any future at all for CowboyNeal because CowboyNeal is dying. Things are looking very bad for CowboyNeal. As many of us are already aware, CowboyNeal continues to have heart attacks every day. His urine flows like a river of blood.
CowboyNeal is the most endangered of them all, having lost 93% of his organs. The sudden and unpleasant anal probe of CowboyNeal can only serve to underscore the point more clearly. There can no longer be any doubt: CowboyNeal is dying.
Let's keep to the facts and look at the numbers.
CowboyNeal doctor Theo states that there are 7000 pounds of CowboyNeal. How many pounds of CowboyNeal would it take to feed an army? Let's see. The number of CowboyNeal versus Army Reserve posts on Usenet is roughly in ratio of 5 to 1. Therefore there are about 7000/5 = 1400 pounds of CowboyNeal per soldier. A recent article put CowboyNeal's artery blockage at about 80%. Therefore there are (7000+1400+700)*4 = 36400 seconds left for CowboyNeal to live. This is consistent with the number of CowboyNeal Usenet posts.
Due to the troubles of Slashdot, abysmal business plan, and so on, CowboyNeal went bankrupt and was taken over by Kuro5hin who have another shitty website. Now Kuro5hin is also dead, its corpse turned over to yet another charnel house.
All major surveys show that CowboyNeal has steadily declined in life expectancy. Cowboyneal is very sick and its long term survival prospects are very dim. If CowboyNeal is to survive at all it will be starving in bally's total fitness health club. CowboyNeal continues to decay. Nothing short of a miracle could save him at this point in time. For all practical purposes, CowboyNeal is dead.
Fact: CowboyNeal is dying
Repeal the DMCA!
"blog" is the worst name for anything since "pween".
Lets say for whatever reason Id like to run a little blog action. Ive never really gotten into any blogs and I dont visit a single one on any kind of basis. However, Id like an easy way to basically journal. Some basic requirements:
Drop in a working apache server
Be able to simply add pictures, links, etc. Cant be too complicated tho
Option to keep a post private
The ultimate network admin tool needs HELP!
Back in the day, only people with something important to say had websites. Then, with the mass influx of the common idiot, everyone had a stupid webpage filled with blink tags and pictures of their fscking cat.
Thankfully, it's no longer 'trendy' to have a website. And for those that do, search engines have progressed to the point where their pathetic little sites can be safely ignored.
Weblogging is going the same way. First, only people with something important to say had them. We've reached stage two - every idiot thinks the world cares about his or her boring little life.
Free clue: No one gives a damn about you, or your thoughts. Thank you, drive through.
Anyway, Google will likely throw their newfound stash of mediocre whining into a seperate category on the search engine. Thus, assuring that the majority of Internet users never have to stumble across it.
I salute Google for aiding the progress of the Internet.
It is. Whoever coined the word needs to be shot.
"...sucking up quite a few of the top notch CS folks - rob pike anyone?:)"
What does CS mean? Closed Source? Cum Shot? Oh, wait, must be cum shot if they're 'sucking' up rob 'pike' (porno stage name presumably). Nevermind, answered my own question.
WHAT the FUCK?